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Julius Reed had no idea someone was after his life.

But even if he had known, it wouldn’t have mattered since his would-be killers were merely delivering themselves to their deaths.

He would simply consider it a good deed to personally send these devils to hell.

After leaving the Moscow-themed venue, Julius Reed had Aron Jackson take care of things, returning alone to his new home.

The new house was located in Newport Garden, a prime district in the heart of Gonzalez City where the average price had already surged beyond twenty thousand.

Only the rich or noble could afford to live here.

Aron Jackson had even purchased the most expensive manor there for Julius Reed and Quella Radcliffe to inhabit.

At the entrance of the manor stood a dozen men in black, neatly arrayed. Since this was a wealthy area in Newport Garden, no one noticed this scene.

“Boss!”

When they saw Julius Reed arrive, the bodyguards saluted him in unison. By now, all of Aron Jackson’s employees were well aware that the young man before them was their boss’s boss.

And to be able to guard here, protecting Julius Reed’s woman, was an honor for them.

“Great work! ”

From his pocket, Julius Reed took out a card and handed it over to Wolverine, a capable battle commander under Aron Jackson: “You guys have been here a long time, take them out to relax.”

“It’s our honor to protect the sister-in-law; how can we take your money!”

Wolverine was about to refuse but was interrupted by Julius Reed, “Everyone has worked hard. I, Julius Reed, consider you brothers, friends! The money in this card, after covering food and drink, is to be shared among you. We’ll need you to work hard in the future, to protect your sister-in-law well.”

“This…”

Upon hearing Julius Reed’s words, Wolverine felt a tremor in his heart.

The word “brothers” felt like a warm sun that made them particularly comfortable inside.

These people were often scorned as lackeys, but now someone was treating them as brothers, and it was their boss’s boss no less!

“Big brother! For our brothers, braving water and fire is nothing! Here, I, Wolverine, on behalf of our guys, would like to thank you first!”

Wolverine’s eyes turned slightly red, and his voice became a bit hoarse.

No longer refusing, he accepted the bank card and turned to shout at the bodyguards by the entrance: “Guys, Brother Davenport is treating us to drinks, let’s go!”

“Thanks, Brother Davenport!”

The dozen men shouted in unison.

Protecting Julius Reed’s wife was part of their duty.

Now that they had some reward on top of it, they couldn’t be happier. “Go on, I’m here. I’ll talk to Aron Jackson,” Julius Reed nodded, signaling them to leave.

With him there, no one could get close to Quella Radcliffe.

After giving their thanks once more, the bodyguards left one after another.

It was only after Julius Reed went upstairs that he realized Quella Radcliffe was already sound asleep.

Anyone would be frightened by such events.

As it was already dark, he simply drew the curtains and lay down beside Quella Radcliffe.

Listening to his wife’s steady breathing, a smile of happiness unconsciously formed on his lips.

This was the first time the two slept on the same bed.

In Five-river Province, at the Potter Family Mansion.

Watching Quamaine Potter and Harlan Potter beaten into disabilities, Stanislaus Potter trembled with rage.

“Stanislaus, I don’t care who it was! If they dared to leave my only son like this,

I want them dead!”

At his side, Azriel Leopold’s eyes were already swollen from crying, and she was sobbing uncontrollably.

Azriel Leopold and Stanislaus Potter had been married for many years and had only one son.

She had doted on him since he was little, indulging every one of Quamaine Potter’s desires as soon as it was expressed.

It is this kind of environment that had turned Quamaine Potter into the number one wastrel in Five-river Province.

In school, he was known for constantly getting into fights, and after graduating, he became even more idle, constantly spending money.

But the couple didn’t care; they only hoped that Quamaine Potter could live a safe and peaceful life, even if that meant living off his parents’ money forever.

But now, Quamaine Potter’s legs were broken, and the doctors had struggled just to save the mangled limbs, let alone assure that the sole heir of the Potter Family could walk like a normal person again.

“Dare to hurt my son, I want to kill his entire family!”

Stanislaus Potter pounded his fist on the sofa, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

The matter had already caused a commotion throughout the city, with many even coming to mock the Potter Family.

One of the leading figures of Five-river Province had his only son’s leg broken publicly, a humiliation of monumental proportions!

Just this afternoon alone, a multitude of people visited under the guise of inquiring after Quamaine Potter’s health.

But everyone knew these visitors were there to ridicule the Potter Family, to see the disabled state Quamaine Potter had been reduced to.

“Master, your phone!”

Just then, a bodyguard approached Stanislaus Potter with a cordless phone in hand.

“Just say I’m busy! I’m not to take anyone’s calls, no matter who it is!” Stanislaus Potter waved his hand dismissively, signaling the bodyguard to Ieave.

All those calling now were just like the visitors, all there to scoff at the Potter Family!

That’s why he refused all visitors, declining to see anyone.

“Master, it’s a call from Dustless.”

The bodyguard hesitated, explaining further.

If it had been anyone else, he would have hung up directly.

But he didn’t dare do so with Dustless…

“Master… it’s Master…”

Harlan Potter struggled to sit up from his bed, intending to take the call.

But his hand had already been broken by Julius Reed, now wrapped in thick plaster.

“Let me!”

Stanislaus Potter took a deep breath and answered the phone.

“Dustless…”

“The person who injured my disciple, who is it!”

The voice on the other end, aged and serious, cut him off and demanded bluntly.

“It’s a youth from Gonzalez City, I’ve searched all records, but I couldn’t find anything. This person just appeared out of nowhere, like a clean slate.”

Although interrupted, Stanislaus Potter’s tone remained highly respectful.

He didn’t dare harbor any resentment against such a powerful master.

Dustless was Harlan Potter’s master, residing year-round at Azure Wind View in Five-river Province.

He was a recluse who cultivated diligently, descending the mountain only for significant events.

Harlan was his only disciple, whom he cherished dearly.

Surely, he had emerged from seclusion having heard about Harlan being crippled.

“Send me the information about that person. Is Harlan there?” Dustless’s tone softened noticeably when mentioning Harlan.

“He is!”

Stanislaus Potter hurriedly brought the phone to Harlan’s ear. “Master! You must avenge me!”

Upon hearing Dustless’s voice, Harlan completely collapsed.

The once haughty and arrogant him had become extremely vicious after this setback.

Even while speaking, he was filled with killing intent.

This defeat had trampled his pride and self-esteem into pieces.

“Harlan, take good care of yourself. I’ll be over tonight, and should be able to see you tomorrow. As for the person who injured you, he won’t live past tomorrow night.”

After offering some comforting words, Dustless hung up the call.

“Stanislaus, with Dustless taking action, that young man is as good as dead!”

Azriel Leopold laughed through her tears, her eyes brimming with malicious delight.

“It’s just that Dustless has a kind heart, he will surely grant that boy a swift end! I want to torture him bit by bit, and make him wish he were dead!”

Whenever she saw Quamaine Potter lying unconscious on the bed, her heart twisted unbearably.

Her son, who had never been struck a single blow growing up.

But today, he was nearly killed!

“Yes! With Dustless making a move, he is doomed!” Stanislaus Potter’s mood instantly lifted at his wife’s words.

“Kid, cherish your last moments!”