Legend of Dragon Son-in-law Chapter 711: The Final Send-Off1

Chapter 711: Chapter 711: The Final Send-Off_1

“Mr. Thorneycroft!”

Ibrahim Ridge frantically knelt on the ground and wailed to Fabian Percival, “Ever since you returned to Gonzalez City, I was the first to respond to Mr. Michael’s call, leading our employees and brothers to rally to your side!”

As he spoke, his face was deathly pale.

Large beads of sweat also fell from his forehead!

The group’s rules!

Those are ironclad regulations!

Even Fabian Percival must abide by the group’s rules!

In the underworld, the group’s rules are the law!

But if his fingers were really chopped off, Ibrahim Ridge would be finished for good!

With many talented young n under Fabian Percival’s command, would he want a useless man?

The air was filled with a deathly silence.

Hearing his words, Fabian Percival also frowned slightly.

Ibrahim Ridge once held an important position under Aron Jackson.

The day after I returned to Gonzalez City, he ca to the Five-lakes Clubhouse with people and money.

If Ibrahim Ridge’s fingers were truly chopped off, it would indeed be disheartening for the employees!

But if they weren’t chopped, what would beco of the group’s rules?

For a daughter whom he planned to abandon and even considered killing.

To chop off the fingers of his trusted confidant.

Was it worth it?

Seeing Fabian Percival’s hesitation, soone imdiately stepped forward to plead for rcy!

“Mr. Thorneycroft! Although Ibrahim Ridge committed insubordination, in reality, this is a testant to his loyalty!”

“Indeed! Miss Thorneycroft may hold a revered status, but openly wearing mourning attire at your birthday feast, what does this imply?”

“Admittedly, Ibrahim Ridge was at fault! But his actions stemd from his undying loyalty to Mr. Thorneycroft!”

In the blink of an eye, a row of people knelt before Fabian Percival.

These individuals each had, more or less, so connection with Ibrahim Ridge.

And they had already discerned Fabian Percival’s intent.

He didn’t want to take action.

Since that was the case, why not go with the flow?

“Exactly, Mr. Thorneycroft!”

Seeing hope, Ibrahim Ridge almost crawled to Fabian Percival’s feet, “The reason I was insubordinate is that Elwood Thorneycroft… Miss Thorneycroft disrespected you! Even though she is your daughter, in the entire group, you are the core!”

“Everyone…” Fabian Percival, with a conflicted expression, looked at the group’s staff around him: “How do you see this matter? Although I’m your boss, the group’s rules…”

“Rules are dead! People are alive!”

“Where in the world are things purely black and white! It’s about righteousness! Today, Ibrahim Ridge did nothing wrong!”

“Miss Thorneycroft’s action was indeed inappropriate! The group’s rules are ant to uphold justice, not to oppress people!”

Seeing everyone stand up and speak, a smile flickered at the corner of Fabian Percival’s mouth.

Trying to fight against ?

Yet he feigned worry on his face, “So many people have co to the old man’s birthday feast today. If word gets out, I fear so might say I, Fabian Percival, am showing favoritism!”

“You overthink, Mr. Thorneycroft!”

Maurice Yarrow was the first to stand, smiling at Fabian Percival, “Miss Thorneycroft wore mourning clothes, and that’s not right to begin with! Brother Ridge risked violating the group’s regulations to speak out for justice, and for that, he deserves to be rewarded!”

“Indeed!”

Whitley Leopold nodded, looking at Ibrahim Ridge: “It was reckless, but within reason. If such outspoken people were punished, then… who would dare to speak the truth in the future?”

“You both make a good point.”

Fabian Percival nodded in satisfaction: “Since that’s the case…”

Hearing this sentence, Ibrahim Ridge finally showed a relaxed expression on his face.

He turned his head, looking at Elwood Thorneycroft.

His eyes were full of provocation!

How about that?

Even though I openly criticized you!

Mr. Thorneycroft still protects !

Just a dispensable piece!

Completely unaware!

“Hold on!”

But just then, Julius Reed suddenly stood up.

“How dare you!”

Whoosh!

Maurice Yarrow slamd the table and stood up, pointing at Julius Reed in anger, “This is Mr. Thorneycroft’s place; it’s not your place, an outsider, to cause a stir here!”

“Could it be, Brother Reed wants to ddle in Mr. Thorneycroft’s affairs?”

Whitley Leopold added fuel to the fire: “You’re reaching too far!”

If it were possible to eliminate Julius Reed through Fabian Percival, that would certainly be ideal.

If not, stirring enmity between the two was also fine.

After all, everyone knew that Fabian Percival wanted to kill Aron Jackson!

And Julius Reed, being so close to Aron Jackson, naturally could not escape this disaster.

“I did not an to interfere with Mr. Thorneycroft’s affairs,” Julius Reed said with a smile looking at Maurice Yarrow: “Brother Maurice, what are you getting so worked up about?”

“You…” Maurice Yarrow laughed out of sheer anger: “Then why did you interrupt when Mr. Thorneycroft was speaking?”

“Since Mr. Thorneycroft is asking everyone what they think, do I not have the right to speak?”

Julius Reed raised his eyebrows, a playful look on his face, “Could it be Mr. Thorneycroft only listens to what he wants to hear? Is there no room for any voices of dissent?”

“How dare you!”

Soone stood up, glaring at Julius Reed, “Do not presu to speak ill of Mr. Thorneycroft!”

“What a grand display!”

Crack!

Julius Reed slamd his palm down!

The table shattered into pieces!

“Trying to compete with in smashing tables?”

“This…”

Seeing the solid wood round table now split, everyone was stunned.

Was this…

Divine Power?

“Everyone, sit down!”

Fabian Percival’s eyelids twitched as he gestured with his hand, “Since I’m asking for everyone’s opinion, naturally, I want to hear different voices.”

“Ibrahim Ridge was a traitor to begin with, a traitor, and you make him out to be a model of loyalty and righteousness?” Julius Reed shook the teacup in his hand, speaking indifferently, “Aron Jackson, what would you do in today’s situation?”

“Who doesn’t know that the group’s regulations are the law! Even if I were to violate the regulations, I too would be punished accordingly!”

Aron Jackson stood behind Julius Reed, scoffing coldly, “So things, once precedents are set, the consequences are unimaginable.”

“Aron Jackson! You traitorous dog! I will kill you with my own hands!”

Ibrahim Ridge’s face turned wildly!

This was pushing him to a dead end!

He stood up, ready to charge at Aron Jackson.

“Stop him!”

Fabian Percival’s pupils contracted sharply.

If Ibrahim Ridge dared to kill soone during his birthday banquet, then his reputation, Fabian Percival, would be utterly destroyed!

A guest is a guest!

Even if it’s a foe, one must remain civil while dining together!

Moreover, today was his birthday celebration!

Thump!

Fox Miller, quick on his feet, pressed Ibrahim Ridge to the ground in an instant!

“Wearing mourning attire at Mr. Thorneycroft’s birthday banquet is inauspicious, and yet you think murder and bloodshed would be auspicious?” Ivan Reed, sitting in his chair, spinning the Buddha Beads in his hand, scoffed coldly, “You’re really tarnishing Fabian Percival’s reputation!”

When Sacha Reed spoke from the capital…

No one dared to object!

Maurice Yarrow’s throat moved, but he still didn’t dare to provoke trouble.

The air once again beca quiet.

“Bring soone here!” Seeing that the situation was irreversible, Fabian Percival could only shout with an ashen face, “Cut off Ibrahim Ridge’s fingers! Whoever dares to persuade otherwise will face the sa fate!”

“Yes!”

Fox Miller drew a knife from his waist and stabbed down viciously!

Splat!

As the knife fell…

“Ah…”

Each finger connected to the heart!

The scream made everyone turn away.

Unable to bear looking straight at it.

Fox Miller took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood splashed on his face.

“Miss Thorneycroft, wearing mourning clothes at Mr. Thorneycroft’s birthday, how do you explain this!”

Ibrahim Ridge shouted in pain from the ground, “Today, you will not escape the punishnt laid out by the group’s regulations either!”

As soon as these words ca out, everyone’s eyes fell on Miss Thorneycroft.

“I wear mourning attire for my own reasons,”

Elwood Thorneycroft slowly walked behind Fabian Percival, looking at the crowd with a cold gaze.

“Elwood Thorneycroft, although you are my daughter, there is no room for family affection under the group’s regulations,” Fabian Percival said with an ashen face, asking, “Tell , what does your attire an today?”

A mont of silence filled the room.

It seed…

Everyone was waiting for the drama to unfold.

Worth the trip indeed!

“I wear mourning clothes, of course, to send my father on his final journey!”

Elwood Thorneycroft said with a smile.

In her hand—

Suddenly appeared a dagger gleaming with a cold light!

PS: The comnt function has suddenly disappeared for , I can no longer see it.

It seems the software is making adjustnts.

Today’s first update, sneakily written during a two-hour lunch break.

So sleepy…

And the six updates I owe you…