Just as Julius Reed’s people left, Dragon Dance entered the office.
"Trent Marsh has arrived." She spoke with a serious look.
As an old rival and an old friend, she deeply understands the terror of Trent Marsh.
Originally, the Divine Realm wanted to use Trent Marsh to help them escape.
Who could have known that thousands of years of ntal invasion hadn’t achieved its goal.
Sly Trent Marsh feigned a state of being eroded, escaping Dragon Dance’s control and returning to the Mortal World.
And he set up a prison, trying to trap the people of the Divine Realm inside!
Fortunately, Julius Reed called Shadow Kims, allowing them to escape.
Now, facing Trent Marsh again, Dragon Dance felt imnse pressure.
After all, losing once makes one apprehensive.
"If he cos, so be it. What can he do?" Julius Reed wanted to duel Trent Marsh to test his true strength.
After all this ti, they hadn’t truly faced off.
But everything requires patience.
This isn’t just a duel between two people but a confrontation of two forces.
A battle that might change the martial arts world.
"Trent Marsh has set up a banquet at Gonzalez City, clearly provoking you. I heard he sent an invitation to you; will you go or not?" Dragon Dance stared directly at Julius Reed.
But strangely, Julius Reed seed to have developed a habit.
He doesn’t think about anything.
Dragon Dance didn’t hear anything.
"Is it necessary to be so guarded?" She spoke with so resentnt.
"Won like you, no one in this world dares to marry. Being able to hear people’s thoughts is terrifying." Julius Reed took the goji water on the table and drank a sip.
"Why should I get married?" Dragon Dance asked in reply and returned to the question: "The banquet, will you go or not?"
"Not going." Julius Reed’s eyes continued to focus on the map.
The true power of the Divine Dragon Tripod is definitely more than this.
That mountain in Gonzalez City was originally a unique place.
And Quella Radcliffe, this person crucial to the Divine Dragon Tripod, what does he truly signify?
Last ti he sealed Osher Reed without involving Quella Radcliffe.
All previous conjectures seem to be heading into a misconception.
"If you don’t go, Trent Marsh’s prestige will peak. Now all martial artists know you, Julius Reed, are in Gonzalez City, yet you get bullied under your nose?" Dragon Dance found it hard to remain rational when dealing with Trent Marsh.
She and those from the Divine Realm nearly got trapped to death.
This is deceit, humiliation.
"But if I go, can you guarantee I can defeat Trent Marsh? What if sothing happens, or the banquet is rely a facade; the situation could worsen for us."
Julius Reed brushed off Dragon Dance verbally, but his mind was on sothing else.
He’s definitely going.
But not as Julius Reed.
With Gabriel Abernathy present, blending in isn’t difficult.
First, figure out what’s going on.
He’s not afraid to fight.
But considering it from Trent Marsh’s perspective, a al wouldn’t rely serve to intimidate or rally martial artists.
That’s too naive.
This al definitely has another purpose.
But what could it be?
"Then I’ll go." Dragon Dance took a deep breath and spoke very seriously: "I and my Divine Clan will first take a look. Also, about the Prophet you ntioned, I reckon he’s about to awaken because I got news that so-called Divine Domain has started activities again."
After speaking, she turned and left.
As Dragon Dance stepped out, Julius Reed’s phone on the table rang.
"Hiddy, what’s wrong?"
"My father... has disappeared." Hiddy’s voice sounded low, since restoring that mory, her feelings towards her father were very complex!
A man who, for power, for ability, personally killed his own mother.
Hiddy couldn’t accept such a father.
She wanted to find her mother’s remains, yet couldn’t achieve this with the childhood mories taken by her father.
"When did this happen?" Julius Reed felt a heaviness, according to their estimates, the Prophet would need at least half a year or a year to awaken.
Yet now, this tiline had been significantly moved up.
"I just got the news, and I have a premonition that he left of his own will. The two of us are ntally connected on this point." Hiddy’s voice was very low.
"It’s okay." Julius Reed comforted her, paused, then said: "Regarding that old matter, perhaps giving you that mory was the wrong decision."
"No, thank you. I have the right to know so truths. Take care of yourself, I miss you." Hiddy calmly finished speaking and hung up the phone.
"He really left!" Julius Reed took a pack of betel nuts from the drawer and chewed them.
But where has the Prophet gone?
The one called Fla Emperor by the world managed to recover in such a short ti.
Evidently, there’s still a misunderstanding in understanding such people.
Even the theologian Shadow Kims found no discovery.
"Sir, it’s ready."
Gabriel Abernathy walked in respectfully, holding a mask in both hands.
Julius Reed received two masks and felt them. "This... will it be seen through by Hill Leocadia?"
Having briefly crossed paths with him, Julius Reed holds great concern for this mastermind behind several assassination attempts.
Aron Jackson and Hawthorne, with Shadow Kims’ help, couldn’t dodge a series of assassinations.
This is unimaginable previously.
"Don’t worry, it won’t be seen through." Gabriel Abernathy’s mood improved considerably, seemingly relieved after surviving, opening up to many things.
She asked back: "Are you questioning ?"
"Of course not, but... Hill Leocadia is your grandmaster, after all." Julius Reed used to be very satisfied with Gabriel Abernathy’s disguising skills, but now he indeed had doubts.
If it backfires, it’s equivalent to standing naked in front of Hill Leocadia.
"Relax, Hill Leocadia’s strength lies in disguise and assassinations. His disguising skills are very formidable. For instance... now I am Hill Leocadia..." Gabriel Abernathy said and suddenly acted!
"Don’t pretend, you really think Julius Reed is easy prey?"
Julius Reed didn’t even dodge.
"How do you know I wasn’t? What if I were?" Gabriel Abernathy pouted slightly, sowhat helpless.
"I’ll explain this to you later, but I’m curious about one thing: is your real face... like those faceless ones?" Julius Reed had always wanted to ask about this.
If faceless, that would be terrifying.
"What’s it to you? Anyway, who you want to be, I will be. If you married , you’d be a groom every night, never the sa. How about it, consider it?" Gabriel Abernathy walked behind Julius Reed, surprisingly asked: "Why is there a tiger on your neck?"
"Tiger?" Julius Reed walked to the mirror and found the tiger’s position had moved upward.
Seemingly aware of this, the tattoo slowly shifted downward.
What revealed was a tiger leisurely walking down.
Gabriel Abernathy was wide-eyed!
Entirely stunned.
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