Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 2327: Dagger

Rooftop of Drizzle Building.

The Dragon family members had already left, leaving only a few of the third son of Dragon family’s guards standing above.

"Who are you waiting for?"

Julius Reed emerged through the small hole, smiling at the people in front of him.

"Why... why is it you!"

The three guards saw Julius Reed, as if they had seen a ghost!

This guy was supposed to be dead, wasn’t he?

Below Drizzle Building, he actually survived?

But what scared them even more was the absence of the third son.

"Where is the third master?" the guard instinctively asked.

But after asking, he realized it was a pointless question.

The third son could not come.

If the third son came out, what business would this boy have?

Is it possible that the third master died?

This is even less likely!

How could the third son die so easily?

"The third son is below, reminiscing with his ancestors," Julius Reed said calmly, taking a step forward!

"Don’t move..." the guards shouted instinctively.

"Don’t move?" Julius Reed laughed.

He quickly drew his sword!

Blood splattered!

Three bodies fell on the rooftop.

Standing atop Drizzle Building, overlooking Gonzalez City, Julius Reed suddenly felt the wind was quite piercing.

What exactly is Dragon Dance planning!

The third son’s death did not matter as long as those loyal to the Dragon family conveyed the message.

Dragon Dance had now become completely opposed to the Dragon family.

They became mortal enemies.

A special opportunity is hard to come by.

As long as the Dragon family is willing to deal with Dragon Dance, Julius Reed will have a chance to find out Dragon Dance’s plans from the past.

Leaving the rooftop, he quickly arrived at Itai Huntington’s office.

Push the door open; Itai Huntington was continuously pacing in front of the window.

"You..." She was about to call out in joy, but remembering what Julius Reed had said earlier, she controlled her emotions and returned to a high and cold attitude: "Is there something? You should knock, it’s a bit impolite."

Bang!

Julius Reed closed the door.

Itai Huntington’s heart raced.

"I’ve already lost the people outside. I don’t know if the third son is dead, but the Dragon family is definitely paying the price. These are just interests that I collected for you."

Julius Reed forced a bitter smile, sitting on a chair.

He knew very well why Itai Huntington was doing this.

To get closer to him.

She, an ordinary person, desperately trying to close the gap with Julius Reed to be useful.

To hope to diminish such a gap.

The excellence of the women around Julius Reed brought her unexplainable pressure.

This pressure was always on her shoulders.

"You have lost weight, really lost weight." Julius Reed reached out, grabbing Itai Huntington.

Itai Huntington paused, her heart racing uncontrollably!

The roots of her ears turned red instantly.

Red, frighteningly so.

"I..." She was a bit incoherent, had many things she wanted to say, and many words that couldn’t be spoken.

For a moment, she was speechless.

But the next moment, she was surprised to feel a chill within herself.

Making her recent agitated emotions and fatigued body suddenly relaxed.

"You’re..." Itai Huntington asked in surprise.

"I’ve infused you with a bit of Spiritual Power to make you feel better," Julius Reed stood up, starting to ponder how to make the Dragon family’s plans fall apart.

"I will just pretend the third son isn’t dead, and your plans have to continue. You need to know, drinking that water means you will die in ten years. They won’t give you ten years, but at least for now, you are safe."

Julius Reed thought for a moment and said, "Come with me, pretend to be kidnapped by me; this way the Dragon family will save you."

"But... what about you? They seem very strong," Itai Huntington wouldn’t question Julius Reed’s decision, but she was a bit worried about him.

This group was aggressive and committed all sorts of evil.

"I’ve gone through storms and waves, these are nothing. Come with me," Julius Reed said, pulling Itai Huntington’s hand: "Let’s go."

As he spoke, he led Itai Huntington into the elevator.

Left Drizzle Building.

Outside, the Dragon family members immediately called the third son as they saw this.

But the phone just kept ringing and was unanswered.

"The third master isn’t answering the phone, what do we do?"

"Keep tracking, be careful, don’t get exposed. As for contacting the third master, we can get through eventually."

The two quietly followed Julius Reed and left.

Below Drizzle Building.

The third son was curled up in a cave, thinking.

He considered many possibilities, still unclear what’s going on.

That boy, he wasn’t dead!

Stayed down there for so long.

"Shouldn’t be, something must have gone wrong. My family members tragically died, killed by the ancestors of the Dragon family, but him, an outsider, why?"

The third son thought for a long time, still without answers.

But now wasn’t the time for him to daydream.

Going out to solve the issue was key.

"Boy, let’s see what happens, there’s still time, you’ll pay the price!"

The third son silently chanted in his mind.

Crack!

The red light outside appeared.

That machine was very precise; even if moved by someone, as long as left intact, it would rotate orderly.

Designed and repaired over thousands of years, already nearly perfect.

According to the dark time, the third son pushed the cave door open.

What met his eyes was a ground full of broken limbs.

And the suffocating stench of blood.

This scene was shocking to the third son!

Dead, all of them his confidants!

This would reduce his prestige, and within the family, his support would also decrease.

"Damn it!" The third son punched the wall in anger and quickly walked to a coffin.

Inside was a corpse.

A sharp weapon lodged in the throat of the corpse.

"Ancestors, we are acting as you instructed. Now we’re so close to completion. Hopefully, your hypothesis can come true; then, solely relying on Martial Artists here, our Dragon family can dominate the world! Not to mention my plan."

He cut his finger, dripping a few drops on the mummified body.

A marvelous phenomenon appeared.

The mummified body’s skin was replenished a little.

Became slightly less dry.

"Hoo!"

The third son let out a long breath, feeling very tired.

He glanced at the ground full of corpses, turned around and left without looking back.

Not long after he left.

A person crawled out from the corpse pile.

This person had half a face, one hand.

But luckily, he still had two legs.

His only eye carried anger!

And killing intent!

Clang!

Steve Dragon picked up a broken stick, slowly left the cave.

Now he had a new purpose.

And that was revenge!

The two left one after another.

The red light gradually faded away as time passed.

No longer visible.

Darkness enveloped the place.

The restlessness and noise came again.

But unlike before, the mummified body in the coffin suddenly opened its eyes.

It moved slightly, the sharp blade at its throat, like a nail, immobilizing it.

The mummified body opened its mouth, and there was a drop of blood on its tongue.

That was the blood the third son had just dripped.

The blood dripped onto the dagger.

The dagger became loose.