Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
Chapter 1445: 1445: Something Dropped

Chapter 1445: Chapter 1445: Something Dropped

Julius Reed certainly wouldn’t invite Merrill Caldwell to drink the first cup of milk tea in autumn.

Because the first cup must go to Quella Radcliffe and Nelson.

As long as the order is placed simultaneously, they can share the first cup.

“Oh!”

Inside the Young Family courtyard, a rooster crowed.

The sky gradually brightened.

Julius Reed took off his clothes, secured the door, and lay down on a comfortable large bed in the Young Family house, ready to rest for a while.

He wasn’t sleepy, nor tired.

Because that kind of fatigue was meant for humans.

He wasn’t human—he was divine.

But when Evil Qi entered his body and then receded back into the Dragon King Ring, it left him feeling extraordinarily hollow.

That hollowness, like his body being emptied out, made Julius Reed unable to resist the urge to sleep.

He took out the pure gold Insignia of Gold from his waist and placed it on the bedside table.

After all, as the ancients said, one does not touch gold when the rooster crows and the lamps go out.

Dream.

It crept up silently.

Still the same pitch-black environment.

Still the same headless corpse.

Except this time, Gabriel Young wasn’t by the bed.

Julius Reed felt a bit numb, yet slightly curious.

As his gaze fell upon the headless corpse, he noticed complex runes.

They covered the corpse’s skin.

Ancient and mysterious.

Something wasn’t right!

Suddenly, Julius Reed realized that he could see the corpse’s appearance clearly.

This was something he couldn’t imagine before.

When he lowered his head, the outline of the corpse’s head was still blurry.

However, the layer of black mist shrouding it seemed to have dissipated considerably.

The headless corpse was less than half a meter away from him.

A moment later.

The dream ended.

Whew!

Julius Reed sat up on the bed, lost in deep thought.

The dream was becoming increasingly vivid.

He could feel the boundless hatred emanating from that corpse!

Hatred!

Most likely, the head of that corpse had been chopped off by him.

But who was it?

Moreover, the symbols on the corpse felt strikingly familiar, yet he couldn’t recall them.

Outside the window.

Sunlight streamed in.

But Julius Reed still felt exhausted.

What was it that caused the frequency of his dreams to spike?

Was it the result of Evil Qi invading his body, or was it because he had come to Swimming City?

Ding!

Just as he was pondering the origins of those runes, the bedside phone suddenly rang.

“Inspector, as you predicted, Micah Will’s people are already waiting at the door. Should we invite them in, or…”

Gabriel Young’s voice came through the receiver.

“I slept until now, did I?” Julius Reed glanced at his watch and found it was almost noon. “Tell Micah Will’s people to wait outside the door. We’ll go over in half an hour.”

Some intimidation was absolutely necessary.

Daring to send people against him?

They’d need to pay a small price for that.

…

“Elder, isn’t the Young Family being a bit overconfident? How dare they leave us hanging like this?”

At the Young Family’s main gate.

A middle-aged martial artist from Micah Will, dressed in a daoist robe, roared angrily.

They numbered twenty people in total.

Leading them was an elder.

The elder wore a light gray robe and stood with his hands behind his back, eyes half-closed, face expressionless.

“Such arrogance! The Young Family is nothing more than a locust after autumn—they won’t last much longer!”

Micah Will disciples, accustomed to arrogance, couldn’t tolerate being snubbed.

Among the Seven Veins, after excluding the Royal Vein and Bead Pulse, Micah Will was the freest and most unrestrained.

Detached from worldly affairs.

But recently, the Divine Dragon Tripod had resurfaced, and the Azure Emperor’s ancient tomb was about to open.

Micah Will had long lay dormant but was eager to make an impact.

“Nevertheless, the Young Family has ties to Pendleton. By hierarchy, their faction technically ranks above ours,” the elder said slowly. “Today, I, Osvaldo Will, will stand here at the Young Family door for ten minutes, out of respect for the historical connection between our ancestors. After ten minutes, there will be no ties between us anymore.”

“The elder is wise! We’ll follow your lead!”

Micah Will’s disciples fell silent.

Ten minutes passed quickly.

The Young Family’s gate remained closed, without any movement.

“Elder, the Young Family is being utterly disrespectful!” A Micah Will disciple couldn’t contain himself and wanted to storm the gate.

The Young Family?

They might have hesitated before.

But now, the Cook Family was fully ready to overthrow everything about the Young Family!

Replace them entirely!

As partners of the Cook Family, Micah Will had already mentally written off the Young Family, harboring nothing but contempt.

“Break down the door!” Osvaldo Will’s gaze carried a trace of coldness.

Disrespect, was it?

Then don’t blame him for being merciless!

“Alright, brothers, go!” The middle-aged man who had started the shouting picked up his sword and strode toward the gate.

Slash!

Several Micah Will disciples drew their swords!

But just then, the gate pushed open.

“Family Head has ordered that you’ll be received in twenty minutes.” At the gate stood a martial artist from the Young Family.

“Outrageous! Does Gabriel Young know who’s standing outside? Let me tell you, our elder Osvaldo Will is standing right in front of you!” Micah Will disciples spoke arrogantly. “Let us in! Immediately!”

“Sorry, I don’t know him.” The Young Family martial artist replied coldly.

“You!”

A disciple from Micah Will was about to step forward to argue but was stopped by Osvaldo Will.

Osvaldo Will raised his head and stared at the Young Family martial artist. “Micah Will and the Young Family share the same roots. That’s the only reason I’ve tolerated this for so long. Today, since you’ve detained one of our disciples, I, Osvaldo Will, must demand justice!”

His presence was intimidating.

“The Family Head said, if you wish to wait, then wait. If not, then get out!” The Young Family martial artist declared and gestured for the gate to be shut.

“If you leave, the Young Family will send the corpse to the Cook Family. Remember, this is Swimming City. You can smash through the Young Family’s gate, but I advise you to think about the consequences carefully.”

Bam!

With those words, the gate slammed shut.

“Such arrogance!” Micah Will’s people turned red with rage and shouted furiously.

“Hold your anger,” Osvaldo Will, though equally furious, reminded them. This was, after all, Swimming City. After all, it was the Young Family!

A little patience could prevent greater chaos.

Besides, Micah Will still had a hostage in Gabriel Young’s hands.

Once they entered, he had to demand an explanation.

Even if it was obvious the Young Family would face calamity in a few days, Osvaldo Will couldn’t wait any longer.

He couldn’t swallow this insult.

Twenty minutes later.

The gate opened.

“Please!” It was the same Young Family martial artist, although his tone was now somewhat respectful.

“Hypocrites!” Osvaldo Will snorted abruptly, swiping his sleeve as he strode into the Young Family premises.

He wanted to see Gabriel Young and crush that woman’s arrogance!

Micah Will disciples, brimming with murderous intent, entered in single file!

At this moment.

Inside the Young Family crystal hall.

Gabriel Young and Julius Reed sat in chairs, awaiting Micah Will’s arrival.

During their interrogation in the warehouse, they inadvertently discovered that one of Micah Will’s disciples was actually the Vein Holder’s youngest son!

After Julius Reed obtained the information he wanted, they waited patiently for Micah Will to come knocking.

“Gabriel Young, you have some nerve!”

Before anyone stepped in, Osvaldo Will’s voice roared into the room.

“How dare you detain my disciple! If you don’t give me a reasonable explanation today, I, Osvaldo Will, will not let this slide!”

Osvaldo Will strode into the hall, glaring at Gabriel Young seated in her chair. “My Micah Will disciples are en route to Swimming City as we speak. If a misunderstanding arises, don’t say I didn’t warn you!”

From the start, Micah Will made their oppressive aura clear!

Standing behind Osvaldo Will were the Micah Will disciples, each with their heads held high, exuding insufferable arrogance.

“Hello there.” Before Gabriel Young could respond, Julius Reed stood up and quickly approached Osvaldo Will.

“Hmph!” Osvaldo Will snorted, not even sparing the young man before him a glance.

Who did he think he was?

Unworthy!

Julius Reed extended his hand but received no response.

Behind Osvaldo Will, the Micah Will disciples burst into laughter.

Clang!

Suddenly, a piece of metal fell to the ground.

“Ah, sorry. I dropped something,” Julius Reed said, slightly embarrassed.

Osvaldo Will glanced at the item, his body tensing instantly!

His pupils shrank sharply!

That was… the Insignia of Gold?