Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

Julius Reed stood beside Sterling Fairbanks, his eyes, however, were fixed on Quella Radcliffe.

“Brother Davenport, I was wrong…”

Sterling Fairbanks begged for mercy while kneeling, sneaking glances at Kairo Percival and subtly gesturing for help.

“Don’t move!”

Lucan Davenport also noticed something amiss and produced a row of throwing knives in his hand, “If you dare to move, I will make sure you die!”

Kairo Percival frowned slightly, watching Lucan Davenport warily and daring not to make a rash move.

Although he really wanted to save Sterling Fairbanks, after all, the Hall Family had shown him kindness.

But to act now would mean being caught between two fronts, facing a dilemma.

He wasn’t afraid of confronting Lucan Davenport head-on, but he couldn’t guard against Lucan’s sneak attack while considering Julius Reed at the same time.

Julius Reed had just made his way over, clearing the path with his golden whip, and those capable fighters all fell to the ground, dead beyond doubt.

Against such a fearsome person, Kairo Percival dared not be the least bit careless.

At the same time, he severely cursed Sterling Fairbanks in his heart—what kind of monster had he provoked?

Seeing that Kairo Percival couldn’t move, Sterling Fairbanks quickly kowtowed to Julius Reed, “Brother Davenport, please give me another chance. As long as you spare me, I swear from today onward I’ll be your dog! Whatever you need, I will satisfy!”

All he thought about was escaping back to the capital, now his last hope was Kairo Percival.

He had thought that his men would be more than enough to handle Julius Reed, but they didn’t even have the strength to resist, and the well-chosen bodyguards he had brought were all dead, not even having touched Julius Reed’s clothes.

Who on earth was this man?

“Mr. Sebastian Hall, as the esteemed young master of the capital, how can you kneel on the ground? I’ve said before, you should conduct yourself with dignity.”

Julius Reed smiled faintly, looking sideways at Sterling Fairbanks, “Wasn’t it just now you were demanding I kneel to you, threatening me with my wife? How come you’ve become so spineless?”

“You’re right, Brother Davenport, I’m spineless, I’m nothing but a dog! I swear to the heavens, I will never offend you again!”

Sterling Fairbanks desperately kowtowed, pleading, “Please give me one chance!”

Now he was truly scared, and although he planned to arrange for revenge once he got back, at this very moment, his fear was palpable.

A deep-rooted fear.

“I don’t like spineless people. If you could stand up and face the consequences now, I might have a higher opinion of you,” the corner of Julius Reed’s mouth quirked upward.

But to Sterling Fairbanks, this smile looked utterly terrifying.

Chilling!

“Hiss!”

He took a deep breath, trembling as he stood up, only to find his back already drenched, and his forehead covered in sweat.

“I said, you Young Master Hall should carry himself with some dignity. If you don’t want to be dignified, then I’ll help you!”

Crack!

Julius Reed swung his golden whip, striking directly at Sterling Fairbanks’s knee and shattering the bones!

Crack!

Before Sterling Fairbanks could even feel the pain, his other leg, too, was broken!

“Ahh…”

Having lost the support of his legs, Sterling Fairbanks fell to his knees once again, his face contorted as he screamed in agony.

How could a rich and pampered young master accustomed to being waited on hand and foot ever have endured such pain?

If it were not for the relentless pain keeping him alert, Sterling Fairbanks might have fainted.

“Now that’s more dignified! You’re all kneeling anyway, but once down, don’t think of standing up again.”

Julius Reed patted Sterling Fairbanks on the head, then pushed him away harshly.

“You two, is there such a story between you?”

He walked over to a chair and slowly sat down.

Before arriving, Lucan Davenport had no idea that the opponent was the descendant of his own nemesis.

This fully corroborated a saying: the world is small, step outside and you’ll meet your enemies.

“This umbrella, I remember it well! It was because of the deadly poison on this umbrella that my father suffered for several years in agonizing pain,” Lucan Davenport looked at the Soul-Calling Umbrella, his expression growing darker.

“If it weren’t for this umbrella, I wouldn’t even have recognized this man as Kairo Percival, the Black Impermanence!”

“Then let’s fight. If you can’t beat him, I’ll help you.”

Julius Reed stuck the golden whip into the ground and assumed the air of a spectator, eager for the show.

“Let’s end this!”

Although Kairo Percival was wary of Julius Reed, he figured if he could kill Lucan Davenport first, the rest would not be so troublesome.

He was confident in his own abilities, and with the indestructible black umbrella that even darts couldn’t pierce, he wasn’t afraid of a drawn-out battle!

“Agreed!” Lucan Davenport, wielding his Longsword, struck sparks off the ground.

“Fight!”

The two men roared simultaneously, their weapons clashing with ferocious force!

Whoom!

The thunderous vibration made Quella Radcliffe involuntarily cover her ears, her face twisted in pain.

Clang! Clang!

Two rounds later, Lucan Davenport’s shoulder injury had worsened due to the intense vibrations, and the wound had split open.

He lightly touched it and saw the blood seeping slowly through his clothes.

“You’re wounded?” Kairo Percival was first taken aback, then overwhelmed with joy.

It seemed like the will of heaven!

To win against an opponent with an injured arm seemed all too easy for him!

Though he had been concerned about Lucan Davenport’s exquisite swordsmanship, facing a one-armed adversary, Kairo Percival began to deliberately target Lucan Davenport’s left shoulder!

The Longsword whistled through the air, and with each collision against the black umbrella, Lucan Davenport experienced intense pain.

The unceasing blood loss turned his complexion deathly pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Slice!

Finally, confident that Lucan Davenport was at a disadvantage, Kairo Percival executed his killing move!

The sharp tip of the umbrella, like a gleam of cold light, sliced directly towards Lucan Davenport’s neck!

Clang!

Just as the blade was about to reach Lucan Davenport’s neck, the golden whip arrived with a swish, knocking the black umbrella askew!

“If you’re injured, don’t push yourself so hard.”

Julius Reed caught the golden whip in the air and couldn’t help furrowing his brow upon seeing blood at Lucan Davenport’s wound.

“Uncle Percival, kill them!”

Sterling Fairbanks, though in excruciating pain, had witnessed Kairo Percival defeat Lucan Davenport!

He wanted vengeance, he wanted to kill the young man who had broken his legs!

“Do you want him dead or alive?” Julius Reed turned to look at Lucan Davenport, whose face was already ghastly pale due to the severity of his injuries.

Lucan Davenport took a deep breath and said in a low voice, “Alive!”

“Then let’s spare his life.”

Julius Reed turned around, his ring starting to emit a red glow.

“Let’s die together!” With the defeat of Lucan Davenport, Kairo Percival’s confidence surged!

In a one-on-one duel, he saw no difficulty.

“Beckoning Umbrella, the Percival Family heirloom?” Julius Reed held the golden whip, looking coldly at Kairo Percival before him.

“Indeed! Passed down through generations of my family, you wouldn’t be wronged to die by this umbrella. Even Gatling’s darts could not penetrate it; I doubt there’s anything in this world that can!” Kairo Percival said proudly, his face lighting up at the mention of the umbrella.

Throughout history, the appearance of this umbrella would trigger a frenzy of conflict among all powers!

But the Percival Family had always been powerful and had safeguarded the umbrella through generations.

If it weren’t for his father’s untimely death, he wouldn’t have ended up dependent on the Hall Family.

Clang!

Before he could finish, Julius Reed burst forward!

The golden whip collided with the black umbrella, piercing through the surface and stabbing into Kairo Percival’s chest.

“This family heirloom ends with your generation.”