Legend of Dragon Son-in-law Chapter 1507: 1507: Ghost Martial Tribe

Chapter 1507: Chapter 1507: Ghost Martial Tribe

The Eternal City was engulfed in a cacophony of battle cries and shouts.

Yet, the areas where the six elite families resided were unusually tranquil.

Led by the Young Family, Grandmasters from the Cook Family stood resolutely in the streets, blocking off all paths leading to the six families’ domain.

After Emperor Charlotte Grey’s death, power was divided among six factions.

These families occupied the best locations in the Eternal City and seized the finest resources.

A thousand years of prosperity had transford their districts into a true haven for the elite.

Besides the six families, there wasn’t a single other household on the entire street.

Though internal strife was common, when their core interests were at stake, the Two Kings and Four Ministers displayed remarkable unity.

Midnight.

Julius Reed sat in the Crystal Hall, staring absentmindedly at the three won before him.

As expected, rrill Caldwell appeared thoroughly bullied by the two mature won, her eyes still streaked with traces of undried tears.

“I’m a bit tired. You should go rest for now,” Julius waved his hand, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes.

“Oh…” rrill responded with noticeable disappointnt as she rose and prepared to leave.

“Let give you a shoulder massage,” Gabriel Young said as she also stood, moving behind Julius Reed and gently placing her hands on his shoulders, skillfully massaging them.

“I’ll wash your feet,” Nelson declared abruptly, unsheathing her longsword.

Crack!

The sword’s tip etched a perfect circle on the ground.

With a light flick, she carved out a ter-wide, 20-centiter-deep hole in the floor beneath Julius Reed’s feet within the Crystal Restaurant.

Nelson walked to the tea table, pouring tea directly into the circular cavity.

Still unsatisfied, she headed to the tea room faucet, grabbing several teapots and filling them to the brim.

Tearing open packs of tea leaves, she threw them in.

With a sudden, sharp slash of her longsword—

Wham!

Sparks erupted.

The friction created intense heat, and Nelson’s sword was now glowing red-hot.

She plunged the blade into the water, sending up plus of steam. The water in the makeshift pool imdiately heated up.

“Please,” Nelson said with a bow, slipping Julius Reed’s shoes off and placing his feet into the steaming water.

The temperature was just right.

“My tea!” Gabriel’s heart bled.

It was her favorite blend, a near-priceless treasure!

“What a narrow-minded woman,” Nelson scoffed. “The tea Lord Julius uses for soaking his feet daily is a hundred tis better than this.”

“True.” Julius nodded in agreent.

Tea?

It was nothing but leaves.

On Demarco Mount, there were countless rare herbs.

A random leaf picked from a tree there could extend one’s lifespan indefinitely.

The tea Gabriel cherished like gold was rely drinkable, and only slightly more flavorful than plain water.

“You guys…” rrill Caldwell was dumbfounded.

She had thought Julius Reed genuinely ant he was tired…

But it turned out, in this crowd, she was the only one being honest!

“Enough,” Julius opened his eyes and said wearily, “I want to handle sothing alone. You should really step back now.”

“Alright, take care of yourself,” Nelson stood and suddenly smirked, “Oh, and don’t push so hard in the future.”

With that, she turned and left, completely ignoring Gabriel Young.

“Liar!” Gabriel dramatically increased the pressure in her massage, stord off angrily!

She couldn’t forget how she had dashed out recklessly, only to have to hide behind a wall and eavesdrop.

“Ridiculous,” Julius muttered, shaking his head helplessly.

Today’s affairs were far too convoluted.

Especially Ian Jorden’s comnt…

mory tampering!

Julius had suspected this before, as certain encounters while seeking the truth felt completely inconsistent with his own mories.

Soon after, a sharp pain erupted in his head!

It was likely the clash of conflicting mories causing these symptoms.

The only bright spot was that Ian Jorden was still alive and seemingly hadn’t betrayed him.

Another troubling matter was Lillian Tompson’s sudden disappearance.

Lillian had always waited for him outside the city.

Coincidentally, she vanished as soon as the Ghost King appeared.

Her phone was unreachable, and she could not be located.

Even the royal lineage, Elwood Thorneycroft, had also disappeared right alongside her.

Julius confird with Nicholas Pendleton that the two had indeed left that night.

Given his status, Nicholas hadn’t dared to ask more questions.

Things were growing increasingly bizarre.

Lillian’s timing was far too convenient, escaping just when the Ghost King arrived.

Was it re coincidence?

And what about Elwood Thorneycroft?

He wasn’t answering his phone either.

Julius pulled out his phone and ticulously examined the photo of the blade held by the Ghost King.

The text and symbols on it were identical to those etched into Lillian’s earrings.

He glanced at his watch.

Pulling his feet out of the water, he closed his eyes.

The ti for the Azure Emperor’s ancient tomb to open was drawing closer.

Would the truth behind all of this be revealed inside Emperor Charlotte Grey’s tomb?

…

Where there is serenity, there is also war.

Inside the city.

An estate.

Lillian Tompson and Elwood Thorneycroft sat face-to-face.

But their status and positions were worlds apart.

“The Emperor sent you to get close to the Lord and investigate ?” Lillian wore an outfit resembling Miao tribal clothing, painted with skulls.

“How could that be!” Elwood, securely tied to a chair, chuckled nervously. “Our eting was pure coincidence. I ca to the Eternal City intending to interact with Zanis Cook, relying on his father’s influence here to investigate Leander Sylvan’s matters.”

“Seems plausible enough,” Lillian nodded with a cold smile, “If soone else heard that, they would probably believe you. But do you know who I am? I am Lillian Tompson! The saintess of the Ghost Martial Tribe, a woman who dares defy the royal lineage! You think soone like you can fool ?”

Having said that, Lillian extended her right hand, examining the five rings on her fingers.

Each ring bore a skull design.

“If you don’t cooperate, I have countless ways to make you talk.” She paused, slowly rotating the rings in front of Elwood.

“I had no idea you were the saintess of the Ghost Martial Tribe… Besides, I’m just a worker under the royal lineage, how could I know any of their secrets? Sister, we’ve shared the sa bed, so why not let go?” Elwood pleaded pitifully, dodging direct answers while trying desperately to bargain.

“A dignified Royal Lineage Gold Envoy, calling themselves a worker?” Lillian laughed uproariously, then sternly added, “Do not test my patience! You know full well how cruel our Ghost Martial Tribe’s thods are. If you continue to resist, I’ll turn you into a dried corpse!”

“No, please! Sister, I’m so beautiful, you couldn’t bear to…”

Smack!

Before Elwood could finish, Lillian slapped her across the face!

“Ah,” Elwood sighed deeply.

“Had a revelation?” Lillian raised an eyebrow, puzzled by the sudden change in deanor.

“That’s right. I ca to the Eternal City specifically to investigate you. As for the Lord, the Gold Token was given to him indirectly by the Emperor anyway. With the Royal Lineage’s Gold Token, who would dare challenge the Lord here?” Elwood’s tone shifted dramatically, seemingly having been intimidated enough.

“Why confess all of a sudden?” Lillian asked curiously, wondering if she rely hadn’t been ruthless enough before.

“Because there’s no need for to stall anymore!” Elwood chuckled slyly. “You’re in danger now.”

“What are you talking about?”

Lillian hadn’t finished her sentence—

Crunch!

Outside the window—

The glass shattered instantly!

The corpses of two Ghost Martial Tribe Grandmasters were tossed unceremoniously through the window, landing before Lillian.

“I heard soone here thinks they can stand against the Emperor? Let see if you’re truly worthy,” a female voice rang out suddenly from beyond the broken window.