Melody appeared in front of Cindel in a sh.
She lifted her hand and pped Cindel to the ground.
“You bitch, you’re looking for death…”
Hamish waved his bat and rushed toward Melody.
“Hamish, stop!” Cindel shouted loudly. “She’s a martial artist. You
can’t beat her!”
Hamish gritted his teeth. His eyes were scarlet. “So what if she’s a
martial artist? There are martial artists in the Borleys too!”
At this time, Whitebeard came flying over.
He covered a distance of a few hundred meters in an instant.
Austin just saw Whitebeard fighting Ivan. Now that Whitebeard was here, Ivan had likely lost the fight
and was in danger.
He panicked and ran toward Ivan.
Whitebeard stared at Melody and said, “You dare to take action ev in the early stage of the Profound
Reality Realm. Do you really think that no one can teach you a lesson?
After saying that, he pped Melody
Melody was about to fight back but found that the true energy in her
body was suppressed.
Nash appeared in front of Melody swiftly. He grabbed Whitebeard’s
wrist. His presence was mildly bursting with the aura of the Mystique Loyalty Realm. Whitebeard was
instantly forced to kneel on one knee.
“You… are in the Mystique Loyalty Realm!”
Whitebeard looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief.
How could he be in the Mystique Loyalty Realm when he was so
young?
The expressions of everyone in the Borleys changed drastically.
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The martial artist that the Borleys worshiped was actually defeated by a young man?
Nash let go of his hand, looked at the Borleys, and said calmly, “They didn’t kill your family, nor did they
destroy your marriage, so why go to
war?”
People like the Borleys were not unreasonable, but their ancestor’s grave was dug up. They could not
just let that go. At least, Nash did not hear harsh, arrogant, and domineering words from their mo
Cindel sneered. “Isn’t digging up people’s ancestral graves a deep hatred? If I asked someone to dig
up your ancestors’ graves and throw their bones everywhere, would you be able to swallow your
anger? Do you think you’re a saint?”
Nash said, “It’s not like we can’t discuss a solution. Must we fight to
the death for this?”
This matter was indeed the Snows’ fault. The grave digging was problem, dumping their ancestral
remains was worse. The Snows
would be guilty if taken to trial.
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However, things could be resolved eventually.
If the other party insisted on fighting to the death, it would only cause
more grievances.
Hamish tightened his grip on the baseball bat. His face turned slightly white. He gritted his teeth and
said, “Don’t think that just because you’re a martial arts expert, you can show off your power!
“My sister is the future daughter-inw of the Freemans. Can you
offend the Freemans now?”
Melody’s eyes narrowed slightly. Her knuckles crackled as she
clenched her fists.
Just now, she was feeling regretful for not helping her rtives. Now, she suddenly wanted to give
them a few more ps.
“Don’t use the Freemans to pressure me. The Freemans’ days are numbered. We’re dealing with this
matter now. I’m asking if we can
resolve it peacefully!”
Nash looked at the Borleys and asked with a calm expression.
Hamish almostughed.
He thought, ‘The Freemans’ days are numbered? Does he know w he’s talking about?”
“How do you want to solve this?”
Cindel was steady. Although she felt that Nash was ignorant, she did
not show it.
Their ancestor’s matter must be resolved.
The beating she received today was another matter.
She wanted their ancestor to rest in peace first.
Everyone in the Borleys kept quiet. It was obvious that Cindel was the
decision maker.
“The Snows dug an ancestral grave of the Borleys, and the soul of your ancestor took possession of a
Snow. I’ve discussed it with your ancestor. The Snows will return all of Greg Borley’s burial objects.
They’ve also prepared candles as offerings to apologize to Greg!”
“Discussed it with our ancestor? Do you know how long our ancestor has been dead? Did hee to
you in a dream?” Cindelughed
angrily and stared at Nash coldly.
“There’s a Heaven Concealment Array in your ancestor’s grave, which
prevented Greg from going to the afterlife for 80 years!” Nash
exined patiently.