My Wife is a Hidden Big Shot-Chapter 134 - 128: Next Time, Don’t Hold Back

Ron Vance trembled violently, collapsing to his knees. His eyes were wide with terror, and his lips quivered, trying to scream, but no sound came out.

"Let’s go, Mr. Drake!"

Two or three hours later, Dean Morgan received a call from the Martial Affairs Bureau.

"Mr. Dixon, Bruno Vance and Ron Vance were found dead in the outskirts. We’re investigating the cause of death. So far, all we’ve found at the scene are two guns and a large black leather case full of money. There are no suspicious footprints, so we suspect it was caused by infighting over an uneven split of the loot..."

After hearing this, Alvin Morgan sneered, "The Martial Affairs Bureau’s standards are getting worse and worse. Tell them to send me the crime scene photos..."

***

「The next morning.」

A low-key car drove into the EM Group campus and parked in the VIP lot. Harrison Yates was there in person to greet them.

Two men and two children stepped out of the car.

"Welcome, Young Master Morgan... and the children, to EM Group."

Harrison Yates had originally thought only Alvin Morgan would be coming, so he was surprised to see the two children.

He led the group directly to the CEO’s office via the VIP elevator. After knocking, he invited them in. He didn’t dare enter himself; instead, once they were inside, he promptly closed the office door behind them.

"Huh? Aren’t you the big brother who sat behind us at the match the other day?" Leigh Miles tilted her head up slightly, sniffed the air, and then asked in surprise.

Jared Miles, sitting behind the desk, put down his work. He looked up at her and Tiger, the corners of his mouth lifting in a slight smile as he praised her, "That’s a sharp nose you’ve got, Leigh Miles."

"How do you know my name?" Leigh Miles’s eyes widened in astonishment.

But Jared Miles didn’t answer her. Instead, he continued, "Leigh Miles is very clever, and her sense of smell is two or three times stronger than an average person’s. Tiger’s intellect is that of a three-year-old, but his talent for martial cultivation is exceptionally high, even surpassing that of your Eldest Sister, Dawn Miles..."

"How do you know all that?" Leigh Miles’s gaze sharpened, and she asked with extreme caution. The hands at her sides clenched into fists, channeling all the Power in her body into them.

Jared Miles closed the laptop on his desk and slowly stood up. "Let’s reintroduce ourselves. My name is Jared Miles, and I’m your Eldest Brother!"

"Eldest Brother?" The Power in Leigh Miles’s hands instantly dissipated, and she cried out in shock. She had only heard from her Master and Eldest Sister that there was an Eldest Brother who had left the mountain a long time ago. But neither she nor Tiger had ever met him. ’Is he telling the truth?’

"Do you have the token of the Radiant Void Sect?"

Jared Miles tilted his head up slightly and undid the top two buttons of his shirt. From inside, he pulled out a red cord, on which hung the unique stone tablet of the Radiant Void Sect.

Leigh Miles took a few steps forward and saw the ancient characters on it clearly. Her eyes lit up with joy, and she shouted, "Eldest Brother, what are you doing here? Tiger, come quick! Call him Eldest Brother."

But Tiger, shy around strangers, shrank back. He hid fearfully behind Dean Morgan, peeking his little head out to look at Jared Miles with curiosity.

"Oh, you silly boy, this is Eldest Brother..."

But no matter how much Leigh Miles pulled, Tiger just shook his head, clinging tightly to Dean Morgan’s leg, nearly yanking his pants off.

Jared Miles waved his hand with an amused expression. "No rush. You’ll be staying here for the next few days. It’s a perfect chance for your Eldest Brother to show you around..."

As he said this, he glanced at Alvin Morgan, his expression becoming neutral as he added coolly, "You can stay here too."

But Alvin Morgan rejected him outright. "No need. I prefer staying with Aurora!"

If looks could kill, Alvin Morgan would have died a thousand times over.

Leigh Miles didn’t notice the silent battle of glares between the two. Remembering yesterday’s terrifying incident, she began to complain plaintively to Jared Miles, "Eldest Brother, someone almost kidnapped Tiger yesterday! They even stuck him with a needle. Luckily, whenever Tiger gets scared, his Power tends to go wild, and he crippled the man’s arm..."

Jared Miles had already learned what happened from Alvin Morgan yesterday, which was why he had brought the two of them here for protection today.

Although the Vance Family was in decline, a starving camel is still bigger than a horse. They had deep roots in both Syland City and the Martial Alliance. Therefore, to intimidate an old Ancient Martial Family like them, one had to play by the rules of the Martial World.

Whoever has the bigger fist is the boss!

As it happened, the Radiant Void Sect was the power behind the throne in the Veridian Martial Alliance. In fact, the very name "Radiant Void Sect" was enough to inspire awe and fear within the Alliance.

No one dared to offend the Radiant Void Sect, because they truly had the power to eliminate a family’s strongest member.

That was why, among the four great associations of Veridia, the Veridian Martial Alliance ranked first.

***

After hearing Leigh Miles’s story, Jared Miles replied in an exceptionally flat tone, "If his arm is crippled, then it’s crippled. The Radiant Void Sect will not tolerate its members being bullied by outsiders! Next time you encounter someone like that, don’t hold back. Understand?"

Leigh Miles nodded slightly, but she couldn’t help but wonder, ’That’s not what Master and Eldest Sister said, is it?’

Jared Miles walked over to Tiger, suddenly bent down, and swiftly grabbed his arm. A familiar Power flowed from their point of contact into Tiger’s body.

"...Eldest Sister..."

Tiger struggled with all his might, but he couldn’t budge the man before him an inch. His eyes turned red with panic, his little mouth twisted, and big, fat tears were about to fall.

Leigh Miles’s expression changed. She quickly wrapped her arms around Tiger and asked worriedly, "Eldest Brother, Tiger is afraid of pain..."

Jared Miles eased his grip slightly. After feeling his Power circulate once through Tiger’s meridians, he slowly let go.

In the midst of his loud crying, Tiger’s strength rose by another level, and he broke through directly to Martial Master Second Rank.

The power of a martial master radiated from Tiger, and Dean Morgan, who was closest, had a drastic change in expression. The last time Tiger had cried at the Morgan Residence, his Power had only been at the level of a Martial Master First Rank, and it was intermittent. But now, it had stabilized.

What terrifying talent!

***

Meanwhile, at the Vance family residence, Indie Lowell had someone buy a large number of clothes, shoes, and toys suitable for a six-year-old boy, preparing to go to the hotel to see Tiger.

Aiden Vance felt a little helpless, but he didn’t know how to dissuade her. The boy’s appearance was like a ray of sunlight piercing through the gloom, seeming to bring her back to life. He couldn’t bear to shatter her dream.

"Honey, do you want to come with me to see our son?" Indie Lowell suddenly asked him, her expression gentle.

Aiden Vance was just about to answer when he was interrupted by Connie Vance, who had shown up at their house first thing in the morning.

"Sister-in-law, do you think everyone is as idle as you are? My brother and I have to go to the Martial Affairs Bureau to cooperate with the investigation."

Indie Lowell’s face instantly hardened. She turned to a nearby servant and said coldly, "Who let her in? If you dare let her through the door again, don’t blame me for being ruthless! Throw her out—"

"You..."

Indie Lowell walked out without a backward glance, not even sparing her a look. Connie Vance was so furious she was practically hopping with rage.

Afterward, Indie Lowell took a car to the luxury hotel and happened to run into a fully geared-up Aurora Sinclair.

Their eyes met for a moment, and Indie Lowell’s heart instantly tightened.

A Martial Artist’s sixth sense is sharper than an ordinary person’s. The stronger they are, the more accurately they can perceive potential danger. She could even faintly sense the extremely suppressed Power within Aurora’s body.

It was like a dormant volcano—calm on the surface, but its eruption would be absolutely terrifying.

Indie Lowell couldn’t help but hold her breath as she quickly brushed past her.

When she turned back to look, the girl had already walked out the hotel’s main entrance.

Indie Lowell’s expression grew grim.

’When did such a formidable girl appear in Veridia?’

’Could she be a spy from another country?’

At this thought, Indie Lowell’s face darkened. She glanced at the assistant beside her, who immediately turned and followed the girl.

***

The walk from the luxury hotel to EM Group should have taken fifteen minutes, but Aurora Sinclair walked rather slowly, deliberately stretching the journey to half an hour.

The person tailing her was starting to feel tired.

It wasn’t until Aurora Sinclair turned a corner and suddenly vanished that her tracker realized they had been discovered long ago. They had no choice but to go back and report.

After emerging from her hiding spot, Aurora Sinclair’s eyes glinted slightly as she resumed her slow walk toward EM Group.

Today was the second match: a round-robin point tournament.

In the overall rankings of all qualified contestants, Master Rory had the highest score, with Madam Whitlock in second.

Players who had seen videos of their matches were all gathered in front of their screens, ready to watch their performance today.

Julian Lawson, the captain of Team PL, had even been waiting outside the EM Group competition venue since early morning, hoping to meet his idol. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Unexpectedly, ten minutes before the match was scheduled to start, the organizers suddenly announced a piece of news: the second-ranked player, Madam Whitlock, had withdrawn from the competition.

All players ranked below her were automatically moved up one spot. The third-place player, Ethan Lowell, was directly promoted to second.

After getting a call from Felix Lowe, Julian Lawson’s face instantly darkened. He asked through clenched teeth, "Why did he withdraw again?"

Felix Lowe glanced at the perfectly calm Arthur Lockwood beside him and said, "He said he didn’t want to PK with Master Rory."

Julian Lawson: ...

’And he says she isn’t his girlfriend?’