Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 709 - : Wearing Hemp and Mourning Clothes_1

Chapter 709: Chapter 709: Wearing Hemp and Mourning Clothes_1

The words had barely left his lips when the previously somewhat noisy Five-lakes Clubhouse.

Suddenly fell silent.

In the space filled with several hundred people, only the ebb and flow of breathing remained.

Deathly stillness!

Absolute silence!

Fabian Percival’s hands trembled slightly, his intent to kill instantly evident!

Only to see—

At the main entrance of the Five-lakes Clubhouse!

Aron Jackson, clothed in white, cradling a spirit tablet in his embrace!

On the spirit tablet.

It starkly read—Gonzalez City Overlord, Fabian Percival’s position!

And behind him.

Julius Reed hoisted affin with one hand!

Step by step, he walked into the Five-lakes Clubhouse.

Affin weighing over a hundred catties!

Just like that, held up by a single hand!

Julius Reed’s expression was indifferent, his face betraying not a hint of joy or sorrow.

Even his forehead was devoid of any sweat.

“Stop them!”

Fox Miller immediately drew the hidden weapon box from his waist and, with the guards behind him, surrounded the two men!

At a birthday banquet!

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Someone actually brought affin?

“Is this Aron Jackson from Gonzalez City? I’ve long heard that Aron Jackson is heavy-handed, but today, isn’t this a bit too impulsive?”

“Daring to bring affin to Mr. Thorneycroft’s birthday feast, he’s truly seeking his own death!”

“Had it not been for Mr. Thorneycroft being forced to flee years ago, howuld these minors have their way in Gonzalez City?”

The faces of the seated guests were filled with disdain.

Most of them were from Five-river Province and didn’t take the people from Gonzalez City seriously at all.

Just small-timers from Gonzalez City, far inferior to Fabian Percival from the past.

Now daring to deliver affin to their doorstep was tantamount to seeking death!

But when Julius Reed walked in, these people grew silent once more.

“Who is this man? Is that a realffin on his shoulder? Weighing at least a hundred catties!”

“Definitely not! If it were real, it would crush him to death!”

“Several hundred catties, held up with one hand? Even if it is fake, this man is formidable! Look at his steady footsteps, his unchangedmplexion, he is definitely a master!”

Looking at the size of theffin, even if it were just a layer of wood, it would still weigh tens of catties!

Carried single-handedly, without turning a hair or breaking a sweat.

He must be a master.

Whoosh!

But when Julius Reed threw the several-hundred-catty heavyffin to the ground!

The floor tiles of the Five-lakes Clubhouse.

Were actually smashed to pieces!

The guests present only felt the ground shake beneath their feet!

Hsss—

Everyoneuldn’t help but draw ald breath!

A tingling sensation on their scalps!

“It’s actually… actually real…”

Even from several meters away, they seemed to feel the heaviness of theffin!

And the one carrying theffin.

At that moment, he stood with his hands behind his back,ldly scanning the assembled crowd.

The invisible aura around him.

Made it hard for people to breathe!

“Who… who in the world is this man!”

“Born with Divine Power! He’s practically a deity!”

“Several hundred catties heavy, how did he manage to lift it!”

The guests were directly intimidated!

Fear was evident in their eyes.

“Aron Jackson, this is Mr. Thorneycroft’s birthday feast! What do you mean by this?”

Fox Miller also swallowed, but the hidden weapon box in his hand was aimed at Aron Jackson’s head!

“Everyone dies sooner or later; thisffin willme in handy eventually.”

Aron Jackson placed the spirit tablet on theffin lid, smiling as he approached Fabian Percival: “Mr. Thorneycroft shouldn’t be like thosemmoners, lacking theurage to face death, right?”

“Stop! Take one more step, and I’ll kill you!”

The hidden weapon box in Fox Miller’s hand was just three meters away from Aron Jackson’s head!

“Aron Jackson is truly presumptuous! Daring to bring affin to Mr. Thorneycroft’s birthday banquet and still having the gall to argue!”

“Ignorance is bliss!”

“But that youth behind him, if he isn’t eliminated early, will bme a great threat.”

After the guests came to their senses, they returned to their previous arrogance.

They ffed at Aron Jackson.

A fool oblivious to his impending doom.

“Let himme over!”

Although Fabian Percival’s face was grim, in front of so many people, he naturally wanted to show a generous side.

“Didn’t you hear him?”

Aron Jackson walked up and gently pushed away Fox Miller’s hidden weapon box with his hand: “Young man, don’t always practice with knives and hidden weapon boxes. You should learn to use your brain.”

He tapped his own head and smiled as he walked up to Fabian Percival: “Mr. Thorneycroft, may you live a long and prosperous life!”

“Thank you!”

Fabian Percival sneeredldly.

Although he wanted nothing more than to tear Aron Jackson limb from limb, his face nevertheless brimmed with a smile.

“Since you’re all here, take a seat.”

With a wave of his hand, the bodyguard immediately brought over a chair.

“I have a friend with me.”

Aron Jackson looked at Julius Reed.

And at that moment, Julius Reed strode over.

“Sorry!”

Fabian Percival chuckled lightly, pointing to the guests at the table, “Which one of you here isn’t of a higher status than you, Aron Jackson? Letting you sit here is only because I, Fabian Percival, respect the fact that we all live in Gonzalez City. And now, you want your servant to sit at my table?”

“Exactly! He doesn’t know his place! Does he really think he’s someone important?”

“Delusions of grandeur! A nobody like you wants to sit at my table? You should take a piss and take a look at yourself in the mirror!”

“We should at least show some respect to Mr. Thorneycroft. Even if we’ve never heard of Aron Jackson, one shouldnsider the master before beating the dog. Since Mr. Thorneycroft has allowed him to sit, let’s just bear with it.”

Many glanced at Aron Jackson out of therner of their eyes, their tone filled with insult and mockery.

Can’t appreciate a favor?

If he was really some tough character, that would be one thing!

Ivan Reed sat at the table without asking for a chair for his own bodyguard behind him.

Just someone from Gonzalez City dares to speak up?

“Alright!”

Aron Jackson smiled, nodded, and walked over to the chair, looking at Julius Reed: “Boss, please have a seat!”

“Boss? Is this Aron Jackson’s boss?”

“Never heard of him! It seems that the person shouting just now called him… Julius Reed?”

“Julius Reed? Haha! What a stupid name! Was the person who named him an idiot?”

Even though they heard Aron Jackson refer to Julius Reed as his boss, everyone still looked down on them.

Who here isn’t worth billions?

Each is a dominant force in their own industry.

Furthermore, Fabian Percival will settle aunts with Aron Jackson sooner or later!

Daring to send affin, seeking death!

Yet, Whitley Leopold and Maurice Yarrow revealed a hint of fear on their faces.

But it quickly disappeared.

This is Fabian Percival’s turf, today the elite have gathered!

Julius Reed is seeking his own death!

They were just looking for an opportunity to eliminate this thorn in their side.

And now—

It seems like a godsend!

“Mr. Thorneycroft.”

After Julius Reed took a seat, he smiled and nodded towards Fabian Percival.

However, Fabian Percival turned his head away, unusually ignoring the gesture.

Alonso Dragon, Benson Dragon!

All died at the hands of Julius Reed’s employee!

Rebecca Brown and others also met a gruesome end!

If the feud with Aron Jackson is about interests!

Then with Julius Reed, it is truly an irrncilable enmity!

“Brother Reed, long time no see, you’re still as high-profile as ever,” Maurice Yarrow said with ald laugh.

“A person oblivious to death is arrogant wherever he goes,” Whitley Leopold said, picking up a new tea cup and slowly sipping the fresh tea.

“High-profile, you say?”

Julius Reed smiled as he looked at the two men: “I think it’s alright.”

Just then.

Someone started to shout: “Miss Thorneycroft?”

“Yes, didn’t Mr. Thorneycroft say she’s seriously ill and resting in bed?”

“Look! Why is Miss Thorneycroft dressed all in white! Such an ominous sight!”

“Isn’t this… dressing in mourning attire?”

Following everyone’s gaze.

They saw Elwood Thorneycroft, clad in mourning clothes, walking from the backyard of the Five-lakes Clubhouse.

PS: Hi everyone, I’m here to ramble again.

Haha.

The first thing I do every day when I wake up is to check everyone’smments.

I’m truly happy.

It’s my first time writing an urban fiction novel, and the beginning was a bit rough.

Even though I’ve been trying hard to write, it’s still my first time, and there are bound to be many imperfections.

I thought I would receive a lot of negativemments, but seeing the euraging messages from you, I’m really moved.

Thank you, all of you!

Thank you for your support!

I can only type about nine hundred characters per hour with my two-finger typing, and I need some time after writing to check for typos.

I try to improve the reading experience as much as possible.

Readers who have followed from chapter six hundred should be able to notice the reduction in typos.

When I think about earlier chapters—I feel quite guilty.

In any case, having such great readers…

There’s nothing Lody can do to repay you.

Regarding updates, I’m certainly working on it!

I will do my best to give back to those who support me!

Although it might seem a bit melodramatic, I still want to say—

Thank you, all of you!

Thank you for your support along the way.