Chapter 1475: Chapter 1475 Ilario Young
The sky hadn’t yet begun to brighten.
After the Young Family blocked the signal, they began deploying personnel to search for the signal source.
For a powerful family like the Youngs in Swimming City, such a task was child’s play.
“Why are you so sure it was my brother behind this?” Gabriel Young sat with Julius Reed at a small table in the room, eating hotpot.
The air was a bit chilly.
Julius Reed felt a bit hungry.
“n’s intuition.” Julius Reed picked up a piece of beef and tossed it directly into his mouth.
It was pretty hot.
As for the real reason, he couldn’t say.
Back then, Ian Jorden had faked his death so convincingly, and he might very well still be alive. So why not Gabriel’s brother?
The reason it was “might very well” was that Julius Reed had never personally seen Ian Jorden in the flesh.
But odds of eight or nine out of ten—it had to be him!
The two had lived and fought side by side for decades, and Julius Reed was deeply impressed by Ian Jorden’s blade techniques.
After all, he had taught them to him.
A person’s blade style is incredibly difficult to change.
When the ti cos, he would have to make an effort to et this City Lord of Swimming City.
“Maybe… Could it be the person who created the watch back then? Or… or maybe it was ant to monitor my brother but accidentally—”
“You’re not stupid.” Julius Reed ignored Gabriel Young, continuing to eat his soup-drenched atballs. “A smart woman shouldn’t deceive herself. That watch, powered chanically and fitted with a transmitter for signal relay, likely requires inspection every six months. Sothing so important—and with so many family mbers coming and going in the Young household—what would happen if it got exposed?”
Julius Reed put down his chopsticks and lifted his head to look at Gabriel Young. “Where is the Young family’s ancestral hall?”
Warehouses might be cleaned periodically, and rooms tidied.
Appliances could be replaced.
The only constant likely resided in the ancestral hall.
“Miss, we’ve detected fluctuations in the signal source.” Just then, a martial artist stood outside the door and reported in a deep voice, “The signal source is confird to be in the ancestral hall. But… we don’t have the key. The key is with you.”
Clatter!
The chopsticks in Gabriel Young’s hand fell to the ground.
“Your brother isn’t dead. You should be happy.” Julius Reed patted her on the shoulder, stood, and headed for the door. “Take there.”
“Yes!”
The Young Family martial artist understood Julius Reed’s unique standing. It was not impossible that he could be the future master of the Young Family.
Of course, Julius Reed had no interest whatsoever in Gabriel Young.
He was a man of ambition and determination.
Won didn’t interest him.
With the blood feud still unsettled, how could he build a family?
“Sir, the ancestral hall’s key is only held by Miss Young. Even if we go there…” A martial artist from the Young Family cautiously reminded.
“I have a key.” Julius Reed clasped his hands behind his back, his entire presence brimming with killing intent!
He didn’t care who Gabriel Young’s brother was trying to manipulate, but if he dared implicate him, Julius Reed would show no rcy!
Before long.
The group arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall.
Several n holding equipnt were continuously scanning and asuring.
“Sir, the signal is being transmitted from inside, and it appears to originate from where the morial tablets are placed?” one of the n, wearing gold-rimd glasses, explained aloud. “Without entering, it’s impossible to conduct a more detailed examination. Additionally, this device inside is quite advanced. It took us several repeated checks to uncover its presence.”
“Indeed. The ancestral hall is unlike any other space. To get inside, we absolutely need Miss Young. There’s only one key—not even the Young heir has one,” the martial artist added before inquiring. “Should I inform Miss Young now?”
“No need. I have the key.” Julius Reed stopped the martial artist’s movent. Gabriel Young, currently in disarray, should be given ti to collect herself and calm down.
After all, if anyone found out that a dearly missed relative who had been presud dead for over a decade was still alive—and might have even sched against them—they would struggle to cope.
Ian Jorden’s faked death had allowed Julius Reed to feel, to so extent, Gabriel Young’s sorrow.
After all, in this world, true empathy doesn’t exist.
“I understand you” were usually just words of comfort.
The Young Family’s ancestral hall had a black, white, and gray aesthetic, situated in the southwestern corner of the sprawling mansion.
A standalone building set within its own courtyard.
Black walls, a white iron gate, and the words “Ancestral Hall” were prominently engraved on it in gold leaf.
Of course, Julius Reed had a key.
The ‘Hell Blade’ was his key.
Clang!
He abruptly drew his sword!
A streak of fire ignited as the blade pierced through the door of the Young Family’s ancestral hall, instantly creating a gaping hole.
Imdiately after, under the wide-eyed and slack-jawed gaze of the Young Family martial artists, Julius Reed swung his sword a second ti!
Clang!
Another burst of fire.
Then—
Boom!
The entire door collapsed in an instant.
The heavy iron gate crashed to the ground, kicking up a massive cloud of dust.
The Young martial artists were utterly dumbfounded.
This was the… Young Family ancestral hall!
The departed deserved reverence, and no matter how close this man might be to Miss Young, this was crossing a line.
So martial artists quietly slipped away to report this to Gabriel Young.
The rest remained frozen, unable to recover from their shock.
Destroying the door?
If it weren’t for Gabriel Young, anyone who dared sche against him would find Julius Reed desecrating their ancestors’ graves!
Burning their bones to ash!
“Get in here!”
He turned, his voice icy.
“Yes!”
The n felt an involuntary shiver course through their bodies, as if they were seeing the devil himself. They rushed inside, terrified that Julius Reed’s blade might co for their heads next.
The Young Family—how did soone this domineering find his way in?
Completely unreasonable.
“Sir, it’s that morial tablet.” A servant responsible for detection pointed toward the tablet on the altar in the ancestral hall. “It’s that one.”
As he approached and used the light to clearly read the na engraved on the tablet, he regretted it instantly!
The na belonged to…
The forr Family Head of the Young Family.
He was dood!
If Gabriel Young found out, wouldn’t she skin him alive?
The servant truly regretted his loose tongue. Why hadn’t he waited for his mistress to arrive before saying anything?
“Is it this one?” Julius Reed lifted the tablet with one hand, lightly stroking it with his fingers. “Ilario Young. Interesting…”
“West Tower!”
At that mont, Gabriel Young rushed in, panicked. Seeing the tablet in Julius Reed’s hand, she hesitated, unable to speak.
“Leave us!” Julius Reed waved the Young servants away.
The servants, desperate for an excuse to escape, quickly obeyed and fled to stand outside the hall.
“Your brother’s na is Ilario Young,” Julius Reed said, his tone noticeably softer as he looked at Gabriel Young.
“That wasn’t always his na. Ilario was the na chosen according to the family genealogy. My brother didn’t like it, but after he passed, I followed family tradition and engraved ‘Ilario Young’ on his tablet.” Gabriel Young looked much more composed now.
She was, after all, a woman who had seen much of life, and within minutes, she had already cald her emotions.
“Don’t be afraid, and don’t be scared. Until things are confird, everything is still possible,” Julius Reed approached her and gently patted her shoulder. “I’ve also been deceived by soone who faked their death. But as of now, I still can’t tell whether they acted for my benefit or intended to harm .”
“Really?” Gabriel Young slowly raised her tear-streaked face, her red-rimd eyes fixed on him.
“No, not really. That person stole from , and I chopped him down.” Julius Reed thought about it and decided that this was the better way to comfort her.
If he said it was true, Gabriel probably wouldn’t believe him.
Reverse psychology was required.
And besides, Rogan Harsh had stolen the Divine Dragon Tripod and then faked his death.
How could he not kill him? Keep him around for the holiday season?
Though, to his surprise, Gabriel Young burst into tears with a loud wail.
Her makeup was completely ruined.
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