Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 179: ’Big Deal

Chapter 179: Chapter 179: ’Big Deal

Watching as the two middle-aged men’s faces turned black, poisoned and gasping, they killed themselves.

Frank Graham and Gideon Dunn looked at each other, their faces changing, "Death warriors!"

"Death warriors? What are death warriors?"

Wyatt Barnes frowned, not understanding why Frank Graham and Gideon Dunn were reacting so strongly.

Frank Graham and Gideon Dunn looked at Wyatt Barnes, their scalps tingling!

Who exactly had this young master offended?

Frank Graham took a deep breath and slowly explained, "Young Master, the so-called ’death warriors’ are fearless ’pawns’ trained by those with big ambitions. They only serve one master and are willing to give everything for them, including their lives!"

"These death warriors, in the process of carrying out their missions, would rather die than reveal their masters’ identities."

When Frank Graham finished speaking, he and Gideon Dunn both looked at Wyatt Barnes.

They were curious as to how the young master had provoked the people behind these ’death warriors’.

"So this is what a ’death warrior’ is."

Wyatt Barnes nodded, feeling a chill in his heart. For the allegiance to their mission, defying death...

These people were practically ’killing machines’ who have lost their humanity!

"Young Master, did you offend someone?"

Gideon Dunn asked hesitantly.

"I’ve offended quite a number of people, you’re aware about the Simmons Clan, aren’t you?"

Wyatt Barnes raised an eyebrow and answered directly.

"Young Master, these death warriors shouldn’t logically be from the Simmons Clan..."

Frank Graham shook his head, "As far as I know, these death warriors generally come from the military... Only those in high positions secretly gather these people, forming a team of death warriors who can become sharp blades, piercing their enemies’ chests at crucial moments!"

"So, who do you think these death warriors most likely belong to?"

Wyatt Barnes slightly frowned, asking.

"Young Master, in the Imperial City, these death warriors are most commonly seen under the Princes of the Imperial Family. Any prince with ambitions for the ’throne’ generally trains a group of death warriors without exception."

Gideon Dunn said with a solemn expression, a hint of doubt reflecting in his eyes.

Could the young master have crossed paths with those high-ranking individuals?

Princes?

Wyatt Barnes’ eyes narrowed, a cold light flashed and disappeared quickly.

Without thinking, he could guess that the three death warriors who tried to assassinate him either belonged to the Third Prince or the Fifth Prince.

"Third Prince, Fifth Prince... regardless of who made the move, I hope you know your limits. Otherwise, not to mention the ’throne’, even your lives will be difficult to protect!"

A cold look crossed Wyatt Barnes’ face, murderous intent brewing in his heart.

"Let’s go, we’re heading back."

Wyatt Barnes called out to Frank Graham and Gideon Dunn, heading straight back to their residence.

Along the way, Wyatt Barnes didn’t forget to tutor the two, "Can’t you two be more professional when following me secretly? I discovered your trail the moment I left the Saint Martial Arts Academy..."

As Wyatt Barnes tutored them, he also instilled in them the ’tracking knowledge’ he had learned from his previous life as a special forces soldier.

Frank Graham and Gideon Dunn listened intently to these novel concepts, completely engrossed.

They never expected that something as simple as ’tracking’ could have so many intricacies!

The respect in their eyes for Wyatt Barnes grew even further.

At the same time, they couldn’t help but wonder, where on earth did this young man learn all these things from?

"You two rest up and prepare yourselves. Tonight, I’m going to take you on a big venture."

Upon returning to the residence, Wyatt Barnes told Frank Graham and Gideon Dunn before heading straight into the main building to his room.

Big venture?

Frank Graham and Gideon Dunn exchanged looks, both seeing a bitter smile on each other’s faces.

They naturally knew what the young man meant by ’big venture’. However, at this point, did they have any choice?

As the saying goes, one wrong step leads to continuous errors...

Both of them shook their heads helplessly and went to their rooms to rest.

As for Wyatt Barnes, right after coming back, he didn’t have the time to greet the three beautiful women in his home before heading straight to his room.

He took out his medicine tripod and began concocting the ’Dragon Blood Pill’.

After the Dragon Blood Pill was successfully concocted, Wyatt Barnes took it immediately.

Within an instant, his physical body underwent tempering of the Sixth-Order of Condensed Pill Realm, gaining the strength equivalent to an ancient giant elephant.

This meant that he could directly attempt to break through to the ’Seventh-Order of Condensed Pill Realm’ in his next step.

"Almost caught up with those two girls."

A smile appeared on Wyatt Barnes’ face.

Since settling down in the inner city of the Imperial City, both Keer and Jovie had been practicing for over a dozen hours a day with the help of endless supplies of high purity ’Ascension Pill’.

Now, both girls had successfully advanced to the ’Seventh-Order of Condensed Pill Realm’!

But Wyatt Barnes believed that with his current cultivation speed, he would soon be able to catch up with the two girls.

"Young Master, it’s dinner time."

A silver-bell-like voice came from outside. Wyatt Barnes opened the door to see Keer standing at the entrance.

Looking at the graceful young girl standing there, Wyatt Barnes’ gaze became a bit dazed.

The Keer now was no longer the little girl from before, she had grown up.

Looking at Keer’s white as jade pretty face, and the full buds on her chest, a heat filled Wyatt Barnes’ lower abdomen, wicked thoughts emerged...

Perhaps, it was time to make a move on Keer.

"Young Master, I’ll go out first. You should come out for meals soon."

Noticing Wyatt’s gaze, Keer’s heart raced, and she blushed, quickly heading out.

"This girl, getting shy now."

Wyatt Barnes chuckled and followed her out.

After the meal, Wyatt went back to his room and began scanning through the information related to the Simmons Clan’s various business heads.

In the end, he identified a target.

"Aaron Simmons, a martial artist of the Original Infant Realm’s Sixth level, cousin of the ’South Simmons’, the Grand Elder of the Simmons Clan, runs the largest pharmacy, the ’Clear Cloud Pavilion’ in the inner city of the Simmons Clan. He has two sons, who have committed all sorts of atrocities, each time it’s Aaron cleaning up after them and forcefully eliminating all threats!"

After having read Aaron’s details, Wyatt decided it was him.

The main reason for choosing him was of course his relationship with South Simmons.

Next, it was because of his heinous acts.

Besides giving birth to two wastrel sons, he himself was notorious too...

As the saying goes, like father, like sons.

"In this world where the powerful are respected, this is the way it works... there is no rule of law, the maximal might represents the ultimate right!"

"Just like Aaron, his behavior and that of his sons are known to everyone in the Imperial City... Yet, even the Imperial Family, who controls the entire Crimson Heaven Kingdom, turns a blind eye to their activities, for the sake of the Simmons Clan, and does not punish them."

While Wyatt had no intentions of playing a ’savior’, he had decided to show the true colors of the Simmons Clan, so he wouldn’t go easy.

"Only blame your own bad luck. Had it not been for your Simmons Clan pushing people too far, I wouldn’t have set my sights on you."

After Wyatt finished reviewing the other details on Aaron, he left his room.

As night fell, it was too dark to see one’s finger in front of them.

In the north direction of the inner city of the Imperial City, there was a residential area with a large mansion compound.

Within the compound, the lights were off, and everyone inside was seemingly asleep.

Whish! Whish! Whish!

Three figures, like stealthy cats, jumped over the compound walls and infiltrated within.

"Let’s move!"

Bathed in moonlight, the figure leading them was revealed to be a young man clothed in black with his face covered.

It was Wyatt Barnes!

His target for tonight was ’Aaron Simmons’ of the Simmons Clan.

Aaron didn’t live in the Simmons mansion but bought a separate mansion where he kept some concubines, living a comfortable life.

Under Wyatt’s lead, Frank Graham and Gideon Dunn, also in black attire with their faces covered, followed behind.

Through the moonlight, the ’helplessness’ was evident in their exposed eyes.

When did they ever sneak around like this before?

"Young Master, I say, since Aaron is only a ’Sixth Level Original Infant Realm’ martial artist, why don’t we just barge in openly and take him out?"

Frank Graham suggested.

Though Gideon Dunn didn’t speak, he nodded in agreement.

Wyatt’s mouth twitched.

Why did these two guys seem even more ruthless than him?

"Storm in openly?"

Wyatt chuckled softly, "If you guys burst in directly, wouldn’t it make no difference whether I’m there or not? Don’t forget why you generals are following me... "

Frank Graham and Gideon Dunn suddenly understood; the Young Master was training them.

"Kill Aaron if necessary..."

With Frank Graham and Gideon Dunn in tow, Wyatt entered the main building and reached the door of the master bedroom.

With one push Wyatt shattered the doorknob.

Bang!

Wyatt smashed open the bedroom door.

"Who’s there?!"

Immediately, a loud yell came from inside the room, followed by lights turning on.

The entire room was illuminated.

The middle-aged man, who had been naked a moment ago, threw on a robe from the bedside, jumped down from the bed, glaring with a ferocious look from his triangular eyes at Wyatt and the two others hidden under black clothing, his expression grim, "Who are you?"

"Ah!"

A young woman in her twenties on the bed, pulled the blanket over her naked body and shrank to a corner of the bed in alarm.

"Take him down!"

Wyatt’s eyes flickered. He whispered a command.

Frank Graham and Gideon Dunn made their move, darting towards the middle-aged man. Their momentum was unstoppable!

Above their heads appeared shadows of a thousand ancient colossal elephants...

"Two Seventh Level Original Infant realm fighters!"

The middle-aged man, also known as ’Aaron’, paled, realizing the trouble he was in.

His gaze quickly fell upon the window not far away. With a sudden move, he crashed through the window.

Above his head, 800 ancient colossal elephant shadows appeared...

Frank Graham and Gideon Dunn’s pupils contracted as they followed him out.

"No... don’t kill me!"

The young woman curled up in the corner of the bed, seeing Wyatt approach, changed her expression, fear evident in her eyes.