Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 135: Avery Barnes’ Cousin?

Chapter 135: Chapter 135: Avery Barnes’ Cousin?

Through the maidservant, Wyatt Barnes also learned about the difference between the inner city and outer city.

The inner city, compared to the outer city, was worth its weight in gold.

"Young Master, are we going to the inner city?"

Keer looked at Wyatt Barnes, asking.

Wyatt Barnes smiled and said, "No rush, there’s still some time before dusk, we can have dinner and then go back to the inn."

Keer obediently nodded.

When leaving the restaurant, Wyatt Barnes had formed a plan in his mind. At dusk, he would enter the inner city, find an inn to stay in, and then buy a mansion as a dwelling place for his family in Imperial City.

After all, he would be spending the next few years at ’Sacred Martial Arts Academy’.

"Looks like, I have to work hard to earn money again."

On the way back to the inn, Wyatt Barnes had thoughts running through his mind.

Although he currently has ten million bank checks on him, he understands that this amount of money could barely suffice to buy a mansion in the precious land of the inner city.

At the Davies mansion in the county city of Swallow Mountain County.

In the main hall, a dusty young Davies member was reporting to the Clan Chief, Byron Davies, "Clan Chief, the chances for Grand Elder, Second Elder, and Young Master Xiang to be alive are... slim..."

"Only slim?"

Byron Davies’s face darkened, his voice icy, "Is this the result of your investigation?"

The Davies family member took a deep breath and slowly said, "Clan Chief, I have been searching all along the way, but I did not find any trace of the Grand Elder and others... However, I continued my investigation till the vicinity of Imperial City, and heard that someone was traveling in a carriage drawn by three sweat-blood steeds, and there were Davies Clan’s emblem on that carriage."

"Davies Clan’s emblem? Humph! It must be Wyatt Barnes’s carriage, it seems I underestimated him!"

Byron Davies’s eyes cold, he ordered, "You, go and invite the three Supreme Elders here!"

"Yes."

The Davies Clan member took his orders and left, finally heaved a sigh of relief after leaving the hall. Just now, the anger of the Clan Chief was so overwhelming that he could hardly breathe.

"Second Brother, Xiang... don’t worry, even if Wyatt Barnes has gone to Imperial City, I will make him bleed, to soothe your spirits in heaven!"

Byron Davies, the Clan Chief of Davies Clan, was consumed with rage right now.

He understood that the three, from whom he hadn’t heard anything in the last half of the year, were unlikely to be alive.

In a calm and secluded inn in the outer city of the Imperial City.

Clatter! Clatter! Clatter! Clatter!

...

The sound of things being thrown about came from the best room in the inn, indicating that the guest inside was venting her anger.

Inside the room, a woman in red was throwing a fit, leaving almost nothing in the room unbroken!

"When has Lela Tucker ever been humiliated like this in her life? If he doesn’t die, I will not live as a human!"

The woman in red was exhausted from throwing things around. She sat on the bed, her eyes bloodshot, looking like a bloodthirsty Asura who had crawled out of Hell.

The old woman stood to one side in silence.

She knew when her young mistress was angry – not even the Lord County Governor could stop her.

"Grandma King, the inner city should be almost open now. Let’s go. I want to find my cousin!"

Lela Tucker stood up dignifiedly and walked out angrily.

"Yes."

The old woman respectfully followed behind.

Rumble! Rumble!

At dusk, as the gates of the inner city slowly opened, the crowd that had been waiting at the stone bridge at the gate, as well as the people inside the city who had been waiting to leave, went in and out in turn.

As a carriage drove up to the stone bridge, the surging crowd on the bridge still made way for it.

Everyone looked at the carriage that passed by with awe.

A carriage pulled by three sweat-blood steeds was certainly either owned by the rich or the noble, and they were not the ones these people could afford to offend.

"This is the inner city? There are so many people."

Inside the carriage, Keer took a glance outside and couldn’t help but exclaim.

In the inner city, there was a non-stop flow of carriages and pedestrians, and a sea of people could be seen wherever they looked...

"Seeing so many people on the bridge just now, I thought it would take half a day to squeeze in. I didn’t expect it to be so smooth."

Jovie Lee, with her doll-like face, was full of smiles, and with her devilish physique, she lazily leaned against the carriage window.

"Of course! Don’t underestimate the deterrent power of three sweat-blood steeds."

Wyatt laughed.

Using three sweat-blood steeds to pull a carriage was something that even the governor’s mansion of the eighteen counties under the Crimson Heaven kingdom might not dare to do.

It wasn’t that they couldn’t afford so many sweat-blood steeds, but rather they didn’t dare to force such heavenly creatures to do such a thing.

Sweat-blood steeds, valued in gold, few people would use them to pull a carriage.

When Wyatt Barnes’s carriage smoothly entered the inner city and found an inn to stay, another carriage drawn by three horses arrived at the gate of the inner city.

It could only move at a snail’s pace on the stone bridge due to the crowd.

"Too slow!"

The woman in red inside the carriage looked very displeased.

"Hey, hurry up!"

The woman in red lifted the curtain of the carriage and yelled at the coachman.

"Miss, I can’t do anything... there are so many people, the carriage simply can’t move."

The coachman was full of injustice.

"Hmph!"

The woman in red snorted coldly, she stepped out of the carriage, looked at the people around and ahead of her, her face darkening.

How dare these lowly people block her way!

Slam!

The woman in red lifted her hand, her black whip slashing through the air, making a sound.

However, her whip’s crack was quickly drowned out by the noisy surroundings, barely anyone heard it...

"You wretched commoners, get lost!"

The red-clad lady swung her whip again, shouting furiously.

Her voice rang in the ears of the people around the carriage.

These people looked on with disdain, glancing dismissively at the three ordinary palomino horses pulling the carriage. They then began to mock openly:

"Do she actually think her carriage is pulled by Ferghana horses?"

"Exactly, riding in this shabby carriage and still considering herself a big shot."

"If you have the ability, get three Ferghana horses to pull your carriage, just like the one in front. We will surely make way without you needing to say a word."

"Brother, how can you say something like that? Do you think anyone can afford to have three Ferghana horses pulling a carriage?"

"That’s true."

...

The sarcastic remarks fell into the ears of the woman in red, her face growing darker.

Smack!

She lashed out with the whip in her hand, ready to whip these mocking faces...

"Miss!"

An elderly woman stepped out of the carriage, grabbing the hand of the woman in red.

"Grandma King, what are you doing? I am going to teach these lowly beings a lesson!"

The woman in red looked angry.

"Miss, if you hurt someone in front of so many people, you will inevitably become a target. With the Emperor’s advanced age and the imminent imperial succession, do you want your unwarranted beating of the common people to become a weapon for other princes against the Fifth Prince?"

The elderly woman gave a bitter smile, quietly reminding her.

The woman in red took a deep breath and returned to the carriage, her face darkening. "These base folk, dare to speak of me this way...if I find out who paraded through the city with a carriage pulled by three Ferghana horses, causing me to be mocked, I won’t let them off!"

The woman in red was none other than ’Lela Tucker’, the daughter of the Lord of Fair Sun County.

She was also the woman whom Wyatt Barnes had taught a lesson to in the restaurant.

Who knew what her expression would be if she knew the owner of the carriage with three Ferghana horses was precisely the young man who had slapped her in the restaurant some time ago...

In the inner city, at a quiet inn.

"You two stay and chat with my mother. Fill Bear and I have to go out and handle some business."

Wyatt Barnes told Jovie Lee and Keer before leaving with Fill Bear.

The inner city of Imperial City has a place dedicated to selling estates, which are directly affiliated with the Imperial Family of the Crimson Heaven Kingdom.

Now, Wyatt Barnes and Fill Bear had stepped into a spacious shop.

"Guests, what kind of estate do you need?"

Among the several maidens at the door, the prettiest one respectfully welcomed Wyatt Barnes into the hall. She had noticed that among the two men, the purple-robed young master was the leader.

The hall was simple, with a few counters and some ’models’ placed in the center.

These models were all models of estates, each distinct in design.

"I didn’t expect to find something similar to real estate models back on Earth in this world."

Wyatt Barnes couldn’t help but blink, feeling an unexpected familiarity.

"Guest, these are yet unsold estates. Please take a look and see which one you like."

The maiden directed Wyatt Barnes to the array of estate models with a smile.

"Hmm."

Wyatt Barnes nodded.

Just as Wyatt Barnes was about to take a closer look at these estates, a young man of roughly nineteen, accompanied by an elderly man, also walked into the shop.

The young man carried an air of arrogance, clearly a spoilt young master.

""Customer, are you here to buy an estate?"

Another maiden approached to attend.

"What a stupid question. If this young master didn’t come here to buy an estate, did I come here to see you? Let me see, what estates do you have?"

The youth’s scathing words dripped with a condescending tone, causing the maiden’s face to turn pale, but she dared not articulate anything offensive since those who could afford estates in the inner city were not individuals she could offend.

Wyatt Barnes furrowed his eyebrows slightly, shot the young man a look, but did not say anything.

He continued to inspect the estate models in front of him.

"Hey, this little maiden here is pretty...Hey! You, I don’t want her to attend me anymore, you can do it."

The young man stepped aside to Wyatt Barnes, his lascivious eyes undressing the maiden who was attending to Wyatt Barnes.

"I apologize, guest, but I am currently attending to this guest and am not available."

The maiden took a deep breath, suppressing her anger and replied in a subdued voice.

"What did you say?"

The young man blurted out in disbelief, his face contorted in derision, "Little maiden, do you know who this young master is? This young master is from the Barnes Family of County City in Magnolia County...the Barnes Clan in Imperial City is our primary clan! Also, have you heard of ’Young Master Avery Barnes’? Just so you know, he is my cousin!"

The maiden turned pale at his words.

The Barnes Clan in Imperial City?

That’s one of the most powerful factions in the Crimson Heaven Kingdom, second only to the Imperial Family.

Avery Barnes?

Wyatt’s thoughts were completely thrown into disarray by the young man’s words. He glanced at the young man, a cold flicker passing through his eyes.

Avery Barnes’ cousin?

"Kid, what are you looking at? Dissatisfied? Let me tell you, I, ’Honor Barnes’, am not someone you can mess with!"

Seeing Wyatt Barnes looking over, the young man wore a disdainful expression, speaking in a condescending tone.