Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
Chapter 1074 - 1074 1074 Mysterious Text Message

Chapter 1074: Chapter 1074: Mysterious Text Message Chapter 1074: Chapter 1074: Mysterious Text Message Brysen Beaumont swallowed hard.

He forcibly stopped his footsteps.

For decades he had dominated the martial world, capable of slicing the air with a single strike, striking down Grandmasters.

Facing a siege from powerful enemies, he still had more than enough skill to manage.

But now,

he couldn’t forget the shock he experienced on the northwest path, surviving a close encounter with death.

If it hadn’t been for the protective amulet or Devlin’s timely arrival,

A Grandmaster like him might have ended up collapsing on the grass, waiting desperately to die.

His immense self-confidence was worthless in the face of real power.

Brysen Beaumont even began to doubt whether he truly was a Grandmaster.

On the northwest path, his defeat was too swift.

A complete and utter debacle.

He had no chance to fight back at all.

Now, seeing that spinning Thunderpeak Night Sword,

Brysen Beaumont subconsciously touched his chest.

Pain!

Intense pain.

“Master Beaumont, what’s the matter?”

Rogan Harsh was a clever man, realizing something was seriously wrong when Brysen Beaumont stopped in his tracks.

When he saw Brysen Beaumont clutching at his chest, he couldn’t help but squint, his mind racing.

To make such a renowned mage hesitate, the opponent must not be as simple as he had imagined.

Or perhaps, the information was wrong?

The opponent, not injured at all?

“Rogan Harsh, I have something urgent to discuss with grandma.

You wait here for me and keep an eye on this person.”

After hesitating for a minute, Brysen Beaumont sheathed his slaughtering knife back at his waist.

He looked at Rogan Harsh with a smile, “If you can’t hold back, feel free to take a shot.

But in that case, my Thunderpeak Hall would have to trade a precious treasure for the Divine Dragon Tripod from you.”

Having said that, he turned around and disappeared instantly from the street.

“You…”

Rogan Harsh hesitated.

Although he had come seething with the intent to seek revenge, knowing that his enemy was Mad Dragon and his combat power was undiminished,

there was a trace of fear in his heart.

“Hmph!

Consider yourself lucky, next time I’ll definitely hang you up and whip you fiercely!”

Bang!

His Longsword was sheathed, reluctantly watching the silhouette of Mad Dragon.

He turned and left.

Once both of them had gone, Julius Reed finally sheathed the Thunderpeak Night Sword.

That was close.

Normally playing the weak to defeat the strong, this was his first time playing the strong to scare the weak.

And it felt great.

Like when he was out of money for food and would take a wild ride to a car dealership.

Despite only having a few coins, he could still scrounge a boxed meal.

And get a cup of hot coffee.

Dawn had already broken.

Before investigating who had leaked information about his injury, he was prepared to visit the hospital first.

There, Anna Harris was lying.

But before leaving, Julius Reed made a trip back to the mansion.

In the room on the third floor where Anna Harris had once lived, he pulled open a drawer of the dressing table and took out a small box.

He gently opened it, containing a few strands of hair.

These were strands Julius Reed collected from Anna Harris after returning from the capital.

In the huge room, he had spent a whole half-hour finding just these few strands.

Fortunately, Anna Harris had moved out not long ago, and no one had occupied the room since.

To confirm whether the person in the hospital was Anna Harris or not, using this hair for DNA testing was the most reliable method.

The face can be disguised.

Genes cannot.

As long as it’s confirmed that these hairs and the person lying in the hospital were the same,

Julius Reed would take her away directly.

Whether it was Baylor Davenport or not, there were ways to discern at that time.

Not many people had the guts to talk back under his control.

Because no matter how tough their tongue was, it wasn’t tougher than a knife.

Everything that happened last night originated from that phone call.

The call about Anna Harris’s car accident and her hospitalization.

It could be said that the entire plan started with Anna Harris.

And then, it triggered a series of chain reactions.

Including a swift attack from Ghost Valley and Night Fairy impersonating Quella Radcliffe.

Even this morning, people from Thunderpeak Hall came to launch a sneak attack, all related to this plan.

Everything was interconnected.

As he stepped out of the mansion, Julius Reed got into a sedan and rushed towards the Gonzalez City Central Hospital.

On the road,

He communicated with Templeton Lena to confirm that Anna Harris was still in the hospital and hadn’t contacted anyone else.

By the time they reached the entrance to the hospital, Venassa Pine, dressed in white sportswear, came hurriedly toward them.

“Mad Dragon!”

She made a slight bow and pointed at the fifth floor of the hospital, “Templeton Lena has been guarding there with his men, not closing his eyes all night.

What’s certain is that since the doctors finished the surgery, Anna Harris hasn’t woken up, and no one has had any contact with her throughout.”

The two of them had clear roles.

One stood guard inside the fifth-floor corridor, ceaselessly watching through the window.

The other watched from downstairs to observe any suspicious crowd.

Until the dawn, neither of them had closed their eyes.

“Very well.”

Julius Reed parked the car, opened the door, and led Venassa Pine towards the fifth floor.

As dawn broke, there were hardly any people at the hospital.

Apart from a few rooms with lights on, most were plunged into darkness.

The hallways were also silent.

When they took the elevator to the fifth floor, they instantly saw the disciples of Seven Clouds sitting in the corridor.

Some were dozing off, others had their eyes wide open.

Templeton Lena walked back and forth in the corridor with his hands clasped behind his back.

“Mad Dragon!”

Upon seeing Julius Reed, he quickly approached, spoke softly, “The person is inside the room.

She briefly regained consciousness after the surgery.

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I checked in the middle of the night—the injuries are real but not fatal; they are superficial wounds.”

“Did you investigate the involved driver?

What about the taxi driver, any discoveries?”

Julius Reed stood at the door, looking through the glass at the person lying on the hospital bed.

But the curtains were drawn, and the lighting was very bad.

“The involved driver was drunk driving, but has a clean background.

No issue with the taxi driver either, a veteran driver for decades, just happened to be empty when he encountered Anna Harris, thinking of taking a fare home.

Unfortunately, at the intersection, a tank truck rammed into him.

He died instantly.”

As he spoke, Templeton Lena’s tone carried a hint of sorrow.

A family torn apart just like that.

“Check it out.

I don’t believe this is clean.

If it really was an accident, so be it.

But if someone planned this car accident, then I must seek justice for the taxi driver.”

Julius Reed pointed at Templeton Lena’s chest, at the golden dragon devouring the sun emblem of Seven Clouds, “Don’t even talk about acting in the name of justice, just simply wanting to kill the schemer!

Understand?”

“Understood!

I’ll get right on it!”

Templeton Lena turned around and snapped his fingers.

Three disciples of Seven Clouds Academy immediately stood up and followed him.

“Venassa Pine.”

Julius Reed took a small box from his pocket, “Find a strand of Anna Harris’s hair and do a DNA test to check if the person lying on the bed is the same as the owner of this hair.”

“Alright!”

Venassa Pine took the small box and directly pushed open the door of the ward.

Ten seconds later, she walked out with a small clump of hair and directly headed to the hospital’s department for DNA testing.

“Baylor Davenport.

Isn’t it better to be alive?”

Julius Reed leaned his hands on the windowsill, looking toward the now-bright sky.

He sank into thought.

Who was the person who informed him?

It seemed, everyone in the world was his enemy.

Buzz!

Just then.

Julius Reed’s phone rang again.

He immediately unlocked the screen.

On it, was a message.

From the same number as the one at midnight.

“Zade Radcliffe, this is Devlin.”

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