"The Caldwell Family, are they setting off fireworks?"
A Pendleton looked at the brilliant fireworks in the sky, speaking with a companion.
Only a small part of Pendleton is here.
The vast majority of people live in Han Caldwell’s courtyard.
Due to Devlin’s diversionary tactics, the Pendleton people were especially cautious.
Han Caldwell also took great care of them, arranging his chef to cook for Pendleton and allowing them to stay in the side rooms of his courtyard.
As a result, apart from a very small number of people, no one in the Caldwell Family knew the news about Pendleton.
According to the original agreent, Grace River would be handed over by Han Caldwell to Prescott Leopold of Mount Shu.
On the day of the grand ceremony, Prescott Leopold would personally execute Grace River to avenge Mount Shu!
After all, the Sect Leader was forced to death, which was an utter humiliation for Mount Shu.
If they don’t regain face, how could they stand in the future?
But dramatically, Mount Shu left.
They left in anger on the eve of the grand ceremony.
Because of her special identity, Grace River was hidden in a remote courtyard of the Caldwell Family.
More than a dozen Pendleton disciples, along with a senior official, took turns guarding her.
Andrew even checked six tis daily to ensure Grace River was completely secure.
Looking at the fireworks in the sky, the monotonous life of the Pendleton people gained so topics of conversation.
"I don’t know when we’ll be able to deal with the queen. Just having her here makes us uneasy!" Another person was not in the mood.
If it weren’t for Grace River, they would have long been staying with Andrew in the spacious big rooms.
Why suffer in a place like this, living poorly and eating just passably?
The main thing is, they didn’t dare to leave.
It’s the rule—Andrew’s rule.
For ordinary people, it’s impossible to find this place.
In such a big estate as the Caldwell Family, who could think that in the most remote corner, soone was imprisoned?
"The Alliance Hierarch went to communicate with Han Caldwell, unaware of the result. We originally thought Mount Shu would kill her, and we could relax. But now it seems entirely impossible." The Pendleton disciple shook his head, looking a bit despondent.
The woman inside, as the Vein Holder, was extrely difficult to serve.
Moreover, being captured made her a mortal enemy of Pendleton.
If this woman survives, the Pendleton people are worried about revenge.
"Let’s just wait." The companion was also a bit helpless.
The dark, secluded courtyard was lonely.
"What are you discussing?" The Pendleton senior official responsible for guarding here heard the voices and ca over with a stern face. "Guarding the queen is of utmost importance. If there is a slip-up, none of you can survive."
"Understood!" The two Pendleton people imdiately perked up, not even daring to breathe loudly.
"Do a good job; this is definitely a great rit." The senior official admonished sternly and then walked towards Grace River’s room.
They must check every half hour, and unless there are special circumstances, they do not need to report to the Alliance Hierarch.
After all, inside is not just anyone, but the Vein Holder!
A presence that can directly challenge Pendleton.
"When do you think we’ll leave? To be honest, I’m a bit hosick." Looking at the fireworks, the Pendleton guard was reminded of celebrating the Lantern Festival back ho.
"We can’t leave this burden unresolved; leaving depends on our mood." The companion stood rigidly, but his tone was full of complaints.
"If you ask , might as well kill her. Even the Hierarch, find a place to deal with him." The speaking Pendleton person was very bold, with a fearless deanor.
But soon, footsteps were heard behind them.
"The senior official is here."
The two whispered to each other.
This was too quick.
Not even a minute had passed.
Usually, the senior official would enter the room for three to five minutes, confirm the queen was alive, and then co out.
Bang!
Suddenly.
A hand pressed down on a Pendleton’s shoulder.
"Senior official..." Before the Pendleton man could finish his words, he was stunned seeing the person before him.
On the chilly night!
The Longsword carried a frosty gleam!
Flickering continuously.
And this sword was right at one person’s throat.
"If you want to shout, I assure you both will die," Julius Reed said calmly.
The Yin-Yang sword was very peculiar.
Julius Reed kept those swords hidden, yet used the Yin-Yang one.
"No... I won’t shout!" The Pendleton man raised his hand, yet his eyes were restless.
After all, this was Pendleton’s turf.
A reckless Martial Artist had the audacity to commit robbery on Pendleton’s land?
Craziness.
"I advise you to be careful, cautious, and obedient," Julius Reed said calmly.
"There’s an assassin..."
Before the person could shout, he was killed by Julius Reed with a swift sword strike.
Neat and decisive!
The corpse leaned against the gate.
"Don’t... please don’t kill !"
Thud!
The other person knelt directly on the ground, careless of everything, prioritizing life.
"Alright, much quieter now." Julius Reed wiped the blood off his clothes, sheathed the Longsword. "If you lie, I have the speed to kill you instantly."
"I understand, I understand..." The remaining Pendleton man knelt on the ground, repeatedly kowtowing.
"Tell , where is the queen?" Julius Reed coldly inquired.
"The queen?" The man was first stunned, then instantly felt a chill on his neck!
He understood that if he lied, he would imdiately be killed.
Might as well tell the truth and gamble.
"In the innermost room, but the Pendleton senior official just went in." The man spoke more and more nervously.
In another two to three minutes, the senior official would leave Grace River’s room and pass through here.
"I won’t kill you, but I advise you to keep this matter to yourself. If you dare ntion it, your life will be in danger." Julius Reed didn’t kill again.
These small fry were entirely unnecessary.
He turned, walked thirty steps away.
Suddenly spun around with a powerful slash!
Directly stabbing through the Pendleton man’s chest.
Thud!
The Pendleton male fell straight to the ground.
His phone dropped, with an unfinished ssage.
In the unfinished ssage, it read, ’Soone is here to rescue the queen.’
"Given the chance, but you didn’t cherish it." Julius Reed shook his head.
Indeed not worth sympathy.
Facing death, and still thinking of sending ssages.
At this point.
In the room where Grace River was held.
The Pendleton senior official looked at the cold al on the bedside table, sowhat displeased.
"What’s wrong, is the food unappetizing, or are you trying to fight us?"
Grace River didn’t answer, but leaned against the wall, her face pale.
"Queen, when you offended Pendleton back then, you should have expected this day. Eat your al peacefully; regardless of when you die, at least be a well-fed ghost."
The senior official persuaded again.
For several days, Grace River hadn’t eaten or drunk.
Though for a Martial Artist like her, it wasn’t much.
But now Grace had been poisoned, her body weakened almost to that of a normal person.
A few more days without food or drink, she would be in danger of dying.
Andrew had given a strict order: the queen must not die in their hands.
"Are you still fantasizing? This is the Caldwell Family; no one can save you!" The senior official directly pushed the al to the ground, pointing at Grace River and shouted: "I still have to serve you! Give up your delusions; no one will find this place."
Bam!
As soon as the words fell.
The door was kicked open.
Grace River’s eyes shot open.
Upon seeing the visitor, she smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth.
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