Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 162: The Heart of The Strong

Chapter 162: Chapter 162: The Heart of The Strong

Kanan Nigel too looked at his own grandfather, noticing the odd atmosphere.

"Shall you tell it yourself, or shall I?"

The old man cast a meaningful glance at Wyatt Barnes with a smile lingering at the corner of his mouth, as if he had everything under his control...

Atharv Nigel and his son were even more puzzled, having no clue what the old man and Wyatt were hinting at.

"Lord Crawford, you should be the one to tell it."

Wyatt Barnes felt a little awkward. Dealing with such an old fox indeed put him in a helpless situation.

"If it weren’t for my superior perception, I might not even have noticed... I must admit, Wyatt, your disguise was impressively executed."

The old man squinted his eyes and chuckled softly, as if he had just discussed an unimportant topic.

Elder Brother Ling Tian?

Disguise?

Atharv Nigel and his son were not slow-witted and quickly understood the insinuation.

The only young man who could get the old man to call him ’brother’ was seemingly that mysterious fellow ’Wyatt,’ who had visited Crawford Mansion two months ago to concoct an antidote for the old man.

"Wyatt...you were Elder Brother Ling Tian that day?!"

Atharv Nigel also realized that his nephew’s physique and voice were hardly different from the ordinary-looking, purple-robed youngster of that day...

His face was filled with surprise at that moment.

"Really Elder Brother Ling Tian?"

Kanan Nigel was stunned, somewhat in disbelief.

"Uncle Nigel, Brother Nigel, it’s me. Back then, I didn’t know about the connection between Uncle Nigel and my dad. Please excuse any offense I may have caused."

Thinking about what happened that day, Wyatt Barnes gave a wry smile. It was like when a flood sweeps the temple— relatives not recognizing each other.

"Wyatt, why are you saying such things? If it were not for you, this old life of mine would not have lasted long."

The old man sighed and shook his head, his gaze complex.

He never expected that the young man who had concocted the antidote for him would turn out to be the son of his son’s one-time good friend, ’Lanni Barnes.’

"Lord Crawford, spare the ’brother.’ I dare not accept that."

Wyatt Barnes had a bitter smile on his face. It was alright that he didn’t recognize his kin earlier, but now that he knew about the connection between Godly Might Marquis ’Atharv Nigel’ and his scapegrace father, he dared not take liberties.

If his mother found out about this, she certainly wouldn’t let him off the hook!

"Yes, Father, Wyatt is right."

Atharv Nigel also regained his spirits, turned to Wyatt, and smiled heartily.

The shocks this nephew of his had caused were really wave after wave, endless.

An eighteen-year-old martial artist at the ninth level of the Condensed Pill Realm!

An eighteen-year-old ninth-grade alchemist!

Each of these titles alone would be enough to stun the entire Crimson Heaven Kingdom and make everyone admire him...

And now, these two halos were on this young man standing before him.

"Lanni, if you are still alive, you would probably wake up laughing right in your sleep."

Atharv Nigel sighed in his heart.

"From now on, I’ll call you ’Wyatt,’ and you call me ’Grandfather Nigel.’ Is that okay?"

The old man smiled at Wyatt Barnes.

"Grandfather Nigel."

Wyatt Barnes took a deep breath and smiled back at the old man.

Standing aside, Kanan Nigel looked at Wyatt Barnes, still too stunned to snap back to reality.

The shock caused by Wyatt was too great for him!

Upon the invitation of the grandfather-grandson duo of the Crawford Mansion, Wyatt decided to stay and had a meal.

"Wyatt, is your mother also in the Imperial City right now?"

Atharv Nigel asked.

"Yes."

Wyatt Barnes nodded.

"Have you...returned to the Barnes Family yet?"

It seemed as though Atharv Nigel had thought of something and asked again.

"No."

Wyatt Barnes shook his head.

"Then, where are you guys..."

Atharv Nigel paused midway.

"I bought a mansion in the inner city. We’re living there," said Wyatt Barnes with a smile.

"Having killed ’Avery Barnes’ and revealed your strength at the ninth level of the Condensed Pill Realm... Considering your current talent, the Barnes Family should have sent someone to invite you back, right?"

Atharv Nigel’s eyes sparkled. He was all too familiar with the affairs of these big families.

The talent Wyatt Barnes had shown was enough for the Barnes Family to swallow their pride and try to win him over.

"Uncle Nigel, you really do grasp situations well. The Barnes Family indeed sent someone to mediate...however, I rejected them."

There was no hint of emotional fluctuation in Wyatt’s tone when he talked about his refusal to return to the Barnes Family.

"It’s for the best that you refused. That Barnes Family, back in the day, had driven your mother and you away. Now, let them live with regret!"

Atharv Nigel did not have any affection for the Barnes Family. He thought, "Our Crawford Mansion is not small either. Why don’t you and your mother move over? Not many would dare to act recklessly within the Imperial City under my protection!"

By the end of it, Atharv Nigel looked quite confident.

"Uncle Nigel, we’ve gotten used to our mansion and wouldn’t want to bother you with this."

Wyatt Barnes shook his head and smiled, refusing Atharv Nigel’s offer.

"Wyatt, you killed Avery Barnes, and I’m afraid ’Thundery Barnes’ won’t let this slide... Are you and your mother safe in that mansion? Do you need me to send someone to protect you?"

Atharv Nigel was somewhat worried.

"Uncle Nigel, rest assured, they aren’t capable of finding that place."

By this time, Wyatt Barnes had also eaten and drunk his fill, and stood up, "Uncle Nigel, thank you for dinner...I must go home now, otherwise, my mother will start to worry."

"I’ll walk you out."

Atharv Nigel also stood up and with Kanan Nigel, escorted Wyatt out of the Crawford Mansion.

At this moment, a few guards at the front gate of the Crawford Mansion couldn’t help but shrink their pupils.

Who is this young man?

Being personally escorted out by Lord Crawford and his son...

"Uncle Nigel, Brother Nigel, I’ll head off first."

Wyatt greeted Atharv and Kanan Nigel, then moved swiftly, darting into the end of the street and disappeared from sight.

"Father, I never imagined Uncle Lanni’s son would surpass him so much!"

Not until Wyatt’s figure vanished from sight did Kanan Nigel react and sigh with admiration.

"An eighteen-year-old Condensed Pill Realm Nine-layered martial artist, ninth-grade alchemist... and his mental resilience surpasses Uncle Lanni’s! Most importantly, after learning about the relationship between my father and his, he deliberately made sure I didn’t assist him, as if he was afraid of owing me a favor."

Atharv Nigel gave a bitter smile, "This kid, he’s really been through a lot over the years."

"A favor?"

Kanan Nigel paused, "He cured Grandfather’s poison, seems like we owe him even more..."

Wyatt wandered around the inner city for a while. Once he was sure no one was following, he returned home.

Reflecting on the events of the day, he felt a sense of contemplation.

He had once had intentions to ’use’ the Crawford Mansion.

But now, upon learning about the relationship between ’Atharv Nigel’ and his real father, he decided against using the Crawford Mansion.

Of course, if he could rely on Crawford Mansion, most of the problems he currently faced could be easily solved...

However, he was reluctant to do so.

His vision was not limited to this small Crimson Heaven kingdom.

In the future, he would leave Crimson Heaven Kingdom and enter a larger world...

At that time, he wouldn’t have something like the ’Crawford Mansion’ to rely on.

So, now, he was viewing the problems he faced as his own ’stepping stone’...

Everything to be solved by himself!

Instead of relying on others!

Only when he himself becomes strong, can he truly be powerful!

Of course, Wyatt is not a ’stubborn person’. If it really comes to the point where he needs to use Crawford Mansion as a trump card, he will use it appropriately.

Wyatt had just returned home.

The three beauties of the house hurried over, all with worried expressions. His mother, Christina Lee, was the first to question, "Wyatt, why are you so late today?"

Wyatt gave them a small smile, "Mom, I was invited by Uncle Atharv for dinner."

"Uncle Atharv?"

Christina Lee didn’t quite get it.

"Lord Atharv Nigel from the Crawford Mansion," Wyatt clarified.

"Brother Atharv?"

Christina Lee was startled. Soon, a gentle smile appeared on her face, "After so many years, he has already succeeded as the ’Godly Might Marquis... It’s nice of him to care so much, inviting you over as soon as he heard about you."

Christina was aware that her son’s fame had spread across the entire Crimson Heaven Imperial City.

Everyone knew about him.

The following ten days were uneventful.

Except for the Barnes Family who sent people twice to meet Wyatt at the entrance to the ’Sacred Academy’, making numerous promises, which Wyatt uniformly rejected...nothing special had happened to Wyatt in these ten days.

Thundery Barnes from the Barnes Family and the Fifth Prince from the Imperial Family seemed to have vanished overnight.

At dusk, after parting ways with Remi Sinclair and Seeker Sinclair, Wyatt didn’t head home but to the Third Prince’s mansion.

The invitation that the Third Prince had handed to him was taken out of the storage ring and put into his pocket.

Passing a secluded alleyway suddenly-

"Sss~"

"Sss~"

Two tiny heads poked out from Wyatt’s long sleeves.

A little black snake and a little white snake were currently flicking their tongues in and out, their eyes fixed on Wyatt. The gold and silver horns on their heads shimmered faintly...

"You two little things, behave yourselves!"

Wyatt pulled the two little pythons back into his sleeve and continued his journey.

To be cautious, today he took Little White Snake with him...

It was like having two additional Original Infant Realm Four-layered ’bodyguards’.

Moreover, considering the speed and minuscule size of Little Black Snake and Little White Snake, even a Original Pill Realm Fifth Layer martial artist might die at their hands if they were not careful.

The mansion of the Third Prince was extensive but from the exterior, it looked plain and unadorned.

The Third Prince’s mansion was not far away.

"Drive!"

A shout came from a distance, followed by a deafening sound of horse hooves...

Wyatt looked around.

A blue-clothed young man was furiously urging a Blood-sweating Horse to gallop. His target, too, was the Third Prince’s mansion.

"Hm?"

Wyatt’s face darkened.

He noticed that when the man saw him, he didn’t slow down the horse. Instead, he lashed at the horse even harder, charging right at him...

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