Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 186: Investigating the Person Behind the Scenes

Chapter 186: Chapter 186: Investigating the Person Behind the Scenes

Looking at the two people approaching from a distance, Wyatt Barnes shook his head and laughed, "You guys came out so quickly, I haven’t had enough fun yet."

Not enough fun?

Albert King, the scarred man who led the "Red North Five Tigers" was completely stunned by Wyatt Barnes’s words, a ominous premonition creeping up in his heart.

They all turned their heads to look at where the voice was coming from.

There, two middle-aged men were walking side by side.

On the two middle-aged men, shadows of a thousand ancient, colossal elephants formed...

A total of two thousand shadows of ancient, colossal elephants galloped towards them!

"Original...Original Infant Realm, Seventh-Order!"

Albert King’s pupils contracted, his face filled with horror, his legs began to tremble.

The other four brothers were also similar, all their faces turned pale, not even daring to harbor thoughts of escaping...

What a joke!

In front of a martial arts master in the Seventh-Order Original Infant Realm, they didn’t stand a chance to escape.

Now, they could only hope that the young man in purple would spare them.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

...

Under the lead of Albert King, the five individuals knelt on the ground around Wyatt Barnes, their heads hanging, looking just like eggplants struck by frost.

Slap!

Albert King slapped himself, his voice trembling as he begged for mercy, "Young Master... we were blind to offend you. You are noble and generous, please consider us insignificant, spare our lives."

Now, he realized the young man had simply been toying with them earlier.

Simultaneously filled with fear and anger, he was naturally angry at the person who had hired them...

If he knew that their target had two Seventh-Order Original Infant Realm martial artists at his disposal, not to mention two hundred thousand USD, even if he received ten million USD, they wouldn’t dare to take the job!

Money was enticing, but life was more important.

Wyatt Barnes was also startled by the actions of the five men. He didn’t expect them to surrender so easily...

"Aren’t you the ’Red North Five Tigers’? Can’t you show some spine?"

Wyatt Barnes looked at Albert King, his eyes filled with a faint smile.

"Young Master, in front of you, we can only be considered as the ’Red North Five Cats’..."

Albert King had a gloomy face and a bitter smile. Now, he only hoped that the young man in purple would spare their lives.

"Red North Five Cats? That seems to fit you better."

Frank Graham stood next to Wyatt Barnes, he also couldn’t help but laugh.

"Red North Five Cats, let’s hear you meow."

Gideon Dunn also laughed, his calm gaze landing on Albert King and his group.

"Meow!"

Albert King’s face turned red. Despite feeling humiliated, he had no choice but to lower his head and meow, thinking about his life hanging by a thread.

"Meow!"

"Meow!"

...

The other four also followed suit, their bodies trembling as they knelt on the ground.

They were well aware that their lives were hanging by a thread and could be lost at the youngster’s command.

Wyatt Barnes frowned, seeing the pitiableness of Albert King and his crew, he lost even the interest in teaching them a lesson, "I can spare your lives, but you have to tell me who paid you to kill me... Now, I wonder if you are going to play tough, stick to your so-called rules, or if you want your own lives."

"We choose life, we choose life!"

Upon hearing that there was a chance to live, Albert King and his group brightened up and replied together.

"Oh, aren’t we following rules anymore?"

A hint of a cold smile appeared on the corner of Wyatt Barnes’s mouth.

Albert King and his group forced a bitter smile. Their lives hung by a thread, they couldn’t care less about the rules, their lives were what truly mattered.

"So, who paid to have me killed?"

Wyatt Barnes asked casually.

"Hammer Seven."

Albert King replied honestly.

"Hammer Seven? Do you know who he is?"

Wyatt Barnes frowned.

"We know... he is a thug in the outer part of the Imperial City."

Albert King quickly nodded.

"Let’s go, take me to him!"

Wyatt Barnes glanced at the sky. The city gate connecting the inner city to the outer part should have just opened. After wrapping this up, he should be able to make it back in time.

Imperial City, the outer city.

Wyatt Barnes was seated in the guest room of an inn in the outer city, leisurely drinking tea.

Besides Frank Graham and Gideon Dunn standing by his side, Albert King was also respectfully standing aside, his face filled with anxiety.

"Albert King, didn’t you say that Hammer Seven was nearby? It’s been over ten minutes, your four brothers aren’t back yet. They didn’t abandon you, did they?"

Wyatt Barnes looked at Albert King, a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes.

"Young Master, don’t worry, we, the ’Red North Five Tigers’..."

Albert King started speaking, but then he saw Wyatt Barnes’s stern gaze and quickly corrected himself. "No, we are the ’Red North Five Cats’... We, the ’Red North Five Cats’ are known for our loyalty. You don’t have to worry about that."

"I hope so."

Wyatt Barnes’s indifferent gaze swept over Albert King, before he continued to sip his tea.

His cup of tea was soon finished.

Just then.

"Frank Graham, open the door,"

Wyatt Barnes lifted his eyebrows and suddenly spoke.

Even though he found it strange, Frank still went to open the door.

At that moment, he heard some footsteps from outside; it was the other four members of the North Crimson Five, carrying a sack back with them.

In the sack, there was clearly a person who occasionally let out ’groan’ sounds while struggling.

Once everyone had entered, Frank closed the door and turned to look at the young man in purple seated across from them, his heart skipped a beat.

The insulation in this inn was exceptional, and he wasn’t aware of the return of the four members of the North Crimson Five. How did the Young Master know?

Not only Frank, but Gideon Dunn was also taken aback.

Both of them realized that there were still many things they had to learn from their Young Master...

"Young Master, the person has been brought here."

The remaining members of the North Crimson Five threw the sack on the floor, from which came cries of anguish when they proceeded to untie it.

A young man entirely bound up appeared before Wyatt Barnes. His mouth was stuffed with a cloth gag, and he let out an angry groan and glared at the North Crimson Five...

"If you dare to even make a sound, I won’t mind cutting across your throat."

Wyatt Barnes swiftly extended his hand, his Purple Emperor Soft Sword moved like a flash of purple lightning and landed on the young man’s neck. The man was so scared that he quivered and quickly closed his mouth.

Only then did he start scrutinizing the young man before him.

Buzz!

Wyatt Barnes jiggled the soft sword in his hand, dislodging the cloth gag from the young man’s mouth.

Even without the gag, the young man still obediently kept his mouth shut, not daring to utter a single sound. The sword against his neck was not a joke.

Wyatt Barnes stared intently at the young man and spoke softly, "You must be Sledgehammer Seven... now speak, who hired you to assassinate me?"

Sledgehammer Seven’s face transformed, "You... you are Wyatt Barnes?"

Smack!

Frank swiftly rose and slapped Sledgehammer Seven, saying coldly, "The Young Master isn’t someone you can call by his name."

"Yes, yes, Young Master, Young Master," Sledgehammer Seven, still dazed from the slap, quickly acknowledged, not daring to hesitate.

The name ’Wyatt Barnes’ had been circulating around the Imperial City lately. Nearly every citizen of Imperial City knew Wyatt Barnes, including him.

So, even though someone approached him to outsource an assassination against Wyatt Barnes, he didn’t dare to do it blatantly.

He could only find a few greenhorns who had newly arrived in the Imperial City and weren’t aware of Wyatt Barnes yet, to get them to do the dirty work...he had thought it would go smoothly, but it seemed that the reality was completely different from what he had imagined.

He regretted it now; if he had known earlier, he wouldn’t have conserved expenses to hire these unreliable goons!

The ’North Crimson Five Tigers’ indeed!

Their name sounded fierce but they were all apprehended single-handedly.

"I asked you who hired you to kill me?"

Wyatt Barnes’ gaze was sharp and his voice cold, as though it came from a freezing cavern...

"Young Master, I can’t say it... If I say it, I’ll die," Sledgehammer Seven turned pale and gave a wry smile.

"Do you believe that I can kill you right now!"

Wyatt Barnes raised his hand, his soft sword slipped through, ’whoosh’, and one of Sledgehammer Seven’s eyebrows got shaved off...

Sledgehammer Seven’s color drained, and he cried out anxiously, "Young Master, I will talk! I will talk!"

"Go on, who is it?"

Although Wyatt’s voice was calm, his rage was palpable. He wanted to know who it was that wanted him dead!

No matter who it was, he wouldn’t let them off easily...

"It’s ’Colton Hayden’, Young Master, it’s Colton Hayden. He gave me three million bank checks and told me to find some clean-handed people to deal with you," Sledgehammer Seven quickly said.

"Three million USD?"

The faces of Albert King and the other four members of the North Crimson Five Tigers changed and they glared angrily at Sledgehammer Seven.

If it wasn’t for Wyatt Barnes being present, they probably would have killed Sledgehammer Seven right on the spot...

Sledgehammer Seven received three million from him but only gave them two hundred thousand?

They almost lost their lives because of this!

"Colton Hayden?"

Wyatt Barnes frowned, feeling the situation was getting complicated.

"Young Master, I have heard of this ’Colton Hayden’. He is a local tyrant from outside the Imperial City...I’ve heard he has some relation to the chief of the Sinclair Clan," Gideon Dunn seemed to remember something and slowly spoke.

Wyatt Barnes nodded, and his icy eyes fell once again on Sledgehammer Seven, and he said indifferently, "Hand over those three million bank checks."

"Yes, yes... Young Master, I only have two million eight hundred thousand right here, the other two hundred thousand is with them," Sledgehammer Seven honestly produced a large wad of bank checks from his bosom while pointing at Albert King and his crew.

Albert King shot a glare at Sledgehammer Seven and without any hesitation, honestly handed over the two hundred thousand bank checks.

"Albert King."

Wyatt Barnes suddenly opened his mouth.

"Young Master, I am here," Albert King stepped up, showing the utmost respect.

"Get rid of him and clean it up!"

Wyatt’s voice was so calm it was terrifying, prompting Sledgehammer Seven’s face to twist.

But unfortunately, before he could beg for mercy, Albert King punched him, bursting his head...

Above Albert King’s head, a shadow of a hundred ancient giant elephants took form.

The Original Pill Realm Seventh-Order!

A trace of delight flashed in Albert King’s eyes as he looked at Wyatt Barnes, full of gratitude, "Thank you, Young Master, for allowing us brothers to vent our anger."