"How long will you stay here?" rrill Caldwell sniffed, tilting her head up, trying not to let the tears fall.
Ever since Julius Reed rescued her last ti, that inexplicable emotion began to grow.
It was a special kind of feeling, not love, not friendship.
Indescribable, hard to explain.
"Not sure yet, after all, who can say for the future?" Julius Reed reached out, touching rrill Caldwell’s head, with a look of relief in his eyes. "Last ti I saw you, you were just a little girl who knew nothing. Now, you can take down a bunch of so-called masters."
"That’s good, at least I don’t have to worry about you being bullied."
"Go back, don’t cause too much commotion." Julius Reed walked towards the direction of the Gills Alliance with his hands behind his back.
"I’ll wait for you... at the Boulevard," rrill Caldwell said softly, and by the end, her voice was almost inaudible.
"Wait for you..." She lowered her head, her eyes showing disappointnt.
...
"What’s going on? A romantic encounter?"
As soon as Julius Reed sat down in the chair, Shadow Kims curiously asked.
Very nosy.
He wasn’t like this before.
A science and engineering guy.
Awkwardly humorous.
"Miss Caldwell from the Caldwell Family, she wasn’t like this before." Although Shadow Kims didn’t have much interaction with the Boulevard, it was highly renowned, second only to Demarco Mount.
"People change. Look at you, you’ve started gossiping." Julius Reed drank a glass of wine, lowering his voice: "Soone’s coming."
No sooner had he spoken, a group of people entered from outside the door.
These people exuded a murderous aura, all wearing bamboo hats.
Each had a longsword at their waist.
The longsword was stained deep red, and a faint sll of blood could be sensed.
When they appeared, the martial artists of the Gills Alliance noticed sothing was amiss.
Many people quietly watched, wanting to see what would happen next.
Could it be, another fight here?
After all, these were not friendly visitors...
A dozen martial artists stood at the door, walking up to a Mr. Guilt.
"Where’s your boss?"
The leader stepped forward, head covered by a bamboo hat, draped in a black cloak, very mysterious.
"Julius Reed, upstairs needs wine!"
At that mont, a shout ca from the second floor.
The questioning man suddenly raised his head, swiftly flying up!
In less than a second, he returned to the original spot, holding a trembling young woman in his hand.
"Tell , where’s Julius Reed?" The man’s voice was hoarse, extrely domineering.
The woman he grabbed turned pale, panic reflected in her eyes.
Confused, not knowing what to do.
"Answer , where’s Julius Reed?" The man tightened his grip, and the woman couldn’t breathe, her feet kicking the ground.
"I... I’m Julius Reed..." Mr. Guilt was so scared he wet his pants.
Just monts ago, he had witnessed the fighting at the door.
Hundreds of lives, gone just like that.
Though the trade was lucrative, it was dangerous.
One wrong move, and a martial artist with a temper could kill you.
Looking at the ferocious guys in front of him, Mr. Guilt’s legs were cramping.
"What’s going on?"
Just as the man was about to act, Elwood Thorneycroft’s voice ca from upstairs.
"A guest has arrived, weren’t they properly entertained?" She quickly stepped in front of the man, smiling: "Could you let go of my people first?"
"Who are you?" The man’s voice was cold, like a machine.
"I’m the boss of the Gills Alliance, I call the shots. If you have any business, just let know." Elwood Thorneycroft stepped within ten centiters of the man, making him step back instead.
"Where’s Julius Reed?" The man asked.
"Julius Reed? It’s him, isn’t it?" Elwood Thorneycroft pointed in surprise at Mr. Guilt in front of her, "That’s our alias, why, is there a problem?"
"Mr. Guilt?" The man turned around, looking at Mr. Guilt he held: "You’re Julius Reed?"
"Yes... I haven’t offended you, sir," Mr. Guilt stamred.
"You’re not lying to ?" The man looked at Elwood Thorneycroft again.
"We all have aliases, you seem to be new here. Do you know, our four head courtesans are called Eliezer Pine, Isabella Warm, Lillian Tompson, and Grace River respectively?" Elwood Thorneycroft smiled without a hint of tension.
"Really sick!" The man released the woman and Mr. Guilt, pulling a wad of money from his cloak, throwing it to Elwood Thorneycroft: "Give the best girl, quickly."
"Alright then. Julius Reed, take the guest to the third floor." Elwood Thorneycroft nodded, calling to the girl at the door: "Quick, attend to the guest."
"We’re not into that sort of thing." The man refused.
After they went upstairs, Shadow Kims whispered, "Not friendly visitors, who do you think they belong to?"
"Can’t guess, don’t want to." Julius Reed didn’t care.
Hearing soone that sensitive to his na, they must be enemies.
At first, he thought they were Hidden Gate’s reinforcents.
But clearly, they weren’t.
And each one was formidable, definitely not ordinary grandmasters.
"Just wait, there’ll probably be news soon." Julius Reed leaned back in the chair, stretching his body.
The third floor.
Spring Flower Autumn Moon private room.
No girls inside, only these n in black.
The table was filled with good wine.
"Boss, can we find our third brother here?" One of them spoke up: "Third brother disappeared in Gonzalez City, and we chased to Dusty Platform without any news. The Gills Alliance is our last stop."
"If it weren’t for Wu Da’s betrayal, third brother wouldn’t have been captured. We must eventually tear that traitor to pieces!"
The leader lifted his cup, downing a bowl of wine: "Our lives were given by third brother. Today, no matter what, we must rescue him!"
"I investigated before, there’s a basent under this restaurant. And not long ago, there was a disturbance in the basent."
The n in black shared their guesses.
"This is a map of the basent structure, I did a quick check, this place used to be the Temple of Return to Heaven." The leader took out a display screen from his cloak.
They carried so equipnt, capable of easily detecting the terrain, and they had infrared devices, able to detect if anyone was present.
"If the information from above isn’t wrong, third brother is very likely trapped here. Brothers, we’ll fight to the death, we must rescue him!" The leader’s voice was deep.
"Rescue third brother!"
Everyone raised their glasses, downing them in one gulp.
Just as they moved upstairs, soone entered through the door.
The newcor wore a brocade robe, long hair flowing, also having a blood-stained sword at his waist.
"Sir, you..."
"Scram."
The man said coldly, starting to look around.
"Sutton." Julius Reed turned his head slightly, glancing. "Isn’t he Trent Marsh’s henchman? Could those people be Trent Marsh’s n?"
"Sutton betrayed Trent Marsh, leading to his capture." Shadow Kims also glanced, "His appearance definitely isn’t to save Trent Marsh."
"Sothing’s wrong." Julius Reed turned his back to Sutton, closing his eyes. "He’s not Sutton, I can sense it, sothing’s very off."
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