No one knows exactly what Soren Simon is up to, but he is making such a grand affair out of his second marriage that the entire world knows about it, with heroes from all over gathering.
While Yusuf Zuck and Ayden Ac analyzed Soren Simon at ho, Soren Simon was also holding a eting in the secret chamber of the clan. Several high-ranking mbers of the Simon Clan were questioning why Soren Simon did not kill Gabriel Freeman. They knew that Gabriel Freeman was in the city and couldn’t escape, making it the perfect opportunity to kill him. But instead of killing him, Soren Simon gave him two invitations, inviting him to attend the celebration and drink at the joyous occasion?
Did they make peace? Did the Simon Clan submit?
Didn’t the Simon Patriarch previously shout about wanting to annihilate Gabriel Freeman? Why make peace now?
"Gabriel Freeman must be killed, but he’s just a minor figure. Compared to our upcoming major plans, he’s hardly worth ntioning. We can’t let him disrupt our deploynt plans for the next month!" Soren Simon drank tea with a beaming smile. His wedding was real, but causing trouble at the wedding was also genuine!
"Father, what exactly is the plan between you and the Right Saint? Can’t you tell us?" The current Family Head of the Simon Clan, Simon Essence, asked in puzzlent.
"Haha, there are so things I can’t say," replied Soren Simon with a triumphant smile, "but so things I can tell you." Soren Simon glanced around and suddenly smirked, "After this grand wedding, the Simon Clan will beco the leader of the Ten Great Clans."
"What?"
Everyone was shocked that the Simon Clan, ranked last, was now aiming to beco the leader of the Ten Great Clans?
Soren Simon laughed heartily, "This is just one aspect. I can only say this much. The ti isn’t ripe, but my children should prepare to beco the First Family in the world."
"Can we truly beco the First Family?" The breath of all Simon Clan’s high-ranking mbers grew heavy. Previously, they were ranked last. mbers from the Nine Great Families looked down on them. Even though they acted superior in front of first and second-class families, they still felt inferior in front of the Nine Great Families, unable to stand tall or confidently speak!
If the Simon Clan suddenly beca the leader of the Ten Great Clans, they could release years of suppressed resentnt. They would no longer need to look at anyone’s face, sit at the back during family alliance etings, or even go unheard.
Everyone in the Simon Clan harbors ambition and desire, and their goal, their hope, their glory is now within reach.
"Father, does killing Gabriel Freeman interfere with our goal to beco the First Family? If we kill Gabriel Freeman now, it can serve as a warning to the world, letting them know not to ss with us. Why not kill him?" Simon Wealth asked, confused.
Soren Simon shook his head, "I don’t wish to reveal our true strength too early. Besides, Gabriel Freeman is extrely mysterious. If we don’t eliminate him, he will be a calamity. Of course, in a few more days, after I refine the treasure, I will truly beco the First Family. Now is not the ti!"
"Also, Seven Evans is powerful and could cause us losses, and the steward of the Kenzo Ray Clan is with Gabriel Freeman. If things escalate, it will lead to premature war, and I am not prepared for that yet!"
"The steward of the Kenzo Ray Clan is with Gabriel Freeman?" The high-ranking mbers of the Simon Clan were utterly shocked. What could it an?
"Alright, alright, don’t worry about it. Killing Gabriel Freeman is not the right ti now. We’ll decide closer to the wedding!"
"Of course, the Fla Gate likely won’t take this lying down, Little Nine, inform Fla Gate Lord, weren’t we supposed to hold a martial competition before the wedding? Let the Fla Gate challenge Gabriel Freeman at that ti. Let Fla Gate and Gabriel Freeman have a match, using Raul Graves to kill Gabriel Freeman!"
"Yes, I will arrange it later." Simon Wealth nodded.
"Everyone else must warmly welco the incoming guests, and fulfill all their needs."
"Yes," everyone nodded again.
"Hmm, there’s no other commotion in the city, right?" Soren Simon asked again.
"Not for the ti being, but many strangers have entered the city."
"That’s normal. There are countless extraordinary individuals; the more who co, the better," Soren Simon laughed sinisterly.
...
anwhile, outside the gate of Yusuf Zuck’s mansion, a group of people arrived, led by a handso, long-haired man. This man was in his thirties, wearing a white robe, his long hair flowing, accompanied by over twenty maids.
However, each of the twenty maids had no aura, indistinguishable from ordinary people, and even the man himself did not have any fierce presence.
The man approached the gate of the mansion and tapped his paper fan, saying, "Marvelous, marvelous, I did not expect to run into you here, hahahaha. Using the alias ’Chu’, how interesting, Little Hong, Little Hong, go knock on the door."
"Yes," two maids imdiately rushed up the steps and knocked on the door.
At that mont, Yusuf Zuck, Ayden Ac, Seven Evans, Moses Ray, Black Seven, and the Golden Protectors were discussing in the main hall. They were debating whether to leave the city of the World Cauldron, as everyone felt uneasy!
Soren Simon suddenly made peace, which was abnormal, suggesting that a larger conspiracy might be waiting for them.
The door was knocked, and everyone raised their eyebrows. Moses Ray stood up and glanced at Yusuf Zuck, saying, "Young Master, it could be soone from the Simon Clan again. It won’t be from the Fla Gate; if it were, they would have forced their way in!"
"It’s not from the Kenzo Ray Family," Yusuf Zuck frowned because he had already seen the situation outside via the World Cauldron. Outside was a man and dozens of won, whom he didn’t recognize.
"Uncle Moses, go have a look, but be cautious. Don’t let them enter casually!" Yusuf Zuck stood up too, and added, "Black Seven, Golden Protectors, you follow along."
"Yes," the trio imdiately ran outside.
Monts later, Moses Ray opened the door a crack, furrowing his brows as he inquired, "Who are you looking for?"
"Isn’t this the Longevity King’s Mansion? We heard that Gabriel Freeman lives here. I’m here to pay him a visit."
"May I ask your young master’s na?" Moses Ray continued.
"Uh... no particular surna. I am Jonah Murillo, hmm, yes, Jonah Murillo. He might not have heard of , but now he has."
"Then may I ask what does Mr. Jonah Murillo want with our young master?" Uncle Moses pressed further.
"Two things... No, three things now. One is that I have a severe illness requiring his cure. The second thing is... why should I bother telling you so much? You old dog, go get Gabriel Freeman to co out and welco his guest." As Jonah Murillo spoke, he suddenly flipped. His gaze sharpened, instantly shooting two white beams into Moses Ray’s eyes!
"Sizzle~ sizzle~" Moses Ray couldn’t react before his eyeballs were vaporized!
"An expert!" Moses Ray shrieked. Before Black Seven and the Golden Protectors could rush out, he slamd the door shut with a ’boom.’
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