Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 488: Bleeding Heart

Chapter 488: Chapter 488: Bleeding Heart

Back then, when the ’Darius Summer,’ the Vice Chairman of the Jade’s Orchid Tradings and the father of Gideon Summer, appeared in front of him.

He knew.

The Marston Clan of Blackwind City betrayed him!

If not for this, no one would know that he killed that ’Gideon Summer.’

"Marston Clan... Since you dislike having so much money, I’ll gladly help you spend."

A wicked smile overspread the corners of Wyatt Barnes’ mouth.

He still remembered how swiftly the Marston Clan handed over ’ten million taels of gold’ when he demanded it, delivering it that very night.

Presumably, Marston Clan, operating in Blackwind City for many years, had accumulated quite a fortune.

Four young men of the Marston family stood guard on either side of the front gate, like door deities.

Wyatt Barnes leisurely glanced at the plaque over the Marston family mansion door. Seeing the four large characters of ’Marston Clan,’ carved with a flourish, he knew he had come to the right place.

Wyatt Barnes stepped out, heading straight for the mansion gate.

"Who goes there?!"

"Halt!"

...

As Wyatt Barnes reached the gate, unsurprisingly, he was stopped by the four members of the Marston family. Their sharp gazes were tightly locked on Wyatt Barnes.

Briefly scanning the four men in front of him, Wyatt Barnes slowly opened his mouth.

"Scram!"

A shout resonated, mixed with a profound Origin Force. The sound boomed through the sky, piercing the ears of the four Marston family members.

In an instant, the four Marston family members felt their eardrums throbbing. The two with the lowest cultivation level had their eardrums ruptured, blood sprayed out, and they screamed in pain.

The other two, while not as dramatic, were deathly pale.

Watching as the domineering young man in purple continued to stride forward, they dared not hinder him again and hurriedly moved aside.

At this moment, they could feel the rising anger emanating from the newcomer.

If they continued to block him, the young man in purple might take direct action against them...

This fact, they did not doubt in the least.

This man in purple was not within their capability to deal with.

"I’ll go around to notify the Clan Chief!"

One of the Marston family members called out to the other three, entered the mansion, and went off in the other direction.

After Wyatt Barnes entered the Marston mansion, he stopped a passing Marston family member and indifferently said: "Take me to your Marston family’s main hall!"

The Marston family member, seeing Wyatt Barnes’ extraordinary temperament, thought he was a guest of their family. Nervous to neglect him, the man respectfully led Wyatt Barnes to the entrance of the main hall.

"Sir, you..."

The Marston family member looked at Wyatt Barnes, but before he could finish, he was cut off. "Alright, summon your Marston Clan chief and those ’half-step Void Realm’ old geezers. Um, just tell them an old acquaintance has arrived."

Wyatt Barnes glanced at the Marston family member. As the man was still stunned, Wyatt, like a gust of wind, swept into the main hall, unceremoniously seating himself on the headmaster’s chair without any reservation.

The Marston family member was completely gobsmacked at the spectacle.

Wasn’t that seat supposedly in place for the head of their Marston Clan?

Recalling the man’s words just now, a realization hit him, "This man dared to sit in the Marston family main hall’s seat belonging to the Clan Chief and dared to refer to the elders as ’old geezers’... His identity must be extraordinary! I have to rush and notify the Clan Chief and the elders."

With that thought, the Marston family member quickly turned around and went to find the Clan Chief of the Marston Clan and a few elders.

At Marston’s main hall, Wyatt Barnes was sitting on the headmaster’s chair, while petting Little Gold.

"Squeak~~"

Little Gold let out a comfortable squeak. Its pair of bright green eyes gradually closed.

Wyatt Barnes had a calm and composed look as he quietly observed the outside of the main hall.

It was peaceful outside the main hall until a quarter of an hour later when the sound of footsteps approached, growing louder and closer.

Soon after, within Wyatt Barnes’ field of vision, figures began to appear.

Leading them was a middle-aged man dressed in a brocade robe. There was an aura of authority and magnificence around him.

Behind the middle-aged man were four older men, followed by quite a few people who were obviously the upper echelons of the Marston Clan.

The group trooped into the main hall grandiosely.

"It’s you!"

Soon, the four old men trailing behind the leader laid their eyes on Wyatt Barnes, their faces altering dramatically.

"How impudent! The seat of the Clan Chief is not for an immature boy like you to sit."

A roar echoed throughout the hall. One of the middle-aged men trailing behind them, with sparks in his eyes, lunged at Wyatt Barnes, his momentum overflowing.

Boom!

The middle-aged man lashed out, an Origin Force Palm Print appeared, enveloping Wyatt Barnes, following him like a shadow.

At the same time, in the void above, images of eleven hundred ancient giant elephants thundered out.

This middle-aged man’s cultivation was clearly at the ’Original Infant Realm Level Eight.’

"Squeak~~"

Precisely at the moment the middle-aged man launched his palm attack, a shrill squeak sounded.

The next moment, Little Gold in Wyatt Barnes’ hand vanished.

The people present only saw a streak of golden light shooting from Wyatt’s hand. Its speed was so remarkable that it sent them into shock.

Immediately after,

Boom!

"Ah!!!"

A loud sound accompanied by an anguished scream broke the silence.

Under the watch of countless eyes, the golden light hit the middle-aged man’s body, directly slamming him back. He spat out several mouthfuls of blood and collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

However, nobody was looking at the injured middle-aged man right now.

All gazes were focused on the golden silhouette in the air.

It was a tiny golden mouse, hovering contemptuously. It looked at the unconscious middle-aged man briefly, then turned into a golden light and returned to Wyatt’s hand.

"Four...Four thousand ancient mammoth specters!"

Watching the gradually dissipating specter of four thousand ancient elephants in the void as Little Gold left, the members of the Marston Clan present all paled considerably.

Their gaze then followed onto the young man in purple seated at the head.

The little golden mouse had its eyes gently closed, enjoying the touch of the young man’s hand. It looked incredibly much like a harmless and adorable pet mouse.

However, nobody dared to look at Little Gold as if it were a simple pet now.

They knew.

It was a demon beast, a Level Three Peep Naught Realm demon beast!

"It has been a while, gentlemen."

Wyatt’s gaze slowly landed on the four elderly men standing behind the lead middle-aged man. He smiled, revealing his white teeth.

However, Wyatt’s radiant smile made the four old men pale even more.

"You... It is..."

The four old men’s gaze fell upon Wyatt, containing both disbelief and shock.

"Yes, it is indeed the little golden mouse I bought from your Marston Clan’s auction... On this matter, I should really thank the Marston Clan, otherwise, Little Gold and I surely would have never met."

Wyatt said slowly, his hand gently stroking the smooth back of Little Gold.

Throughout it all, his face was serene, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

The four old men visibly staggered, the corners of their mouths curving into a bitter smile.

The Little Gold of the past had really evolved into a ’Level Three Peep Naught Realm’ beast?

Is this seriously the ’golden plush mouse’?

"You... You were that man from before?"

The middle-aged man, dressed in gorgeous robes and who had been previously confused about why the Marston Clan would offend someone with a demon beast by his side, finally recognized Wyatt.

Even though it was his first time seeing this young man, he had seen his portrait many times and had a deep impression of it.

The incident at the Marston Clan auction house all those years ago, he would never forget.

Because of that incident, the Marston Clan not only lost a member, but also got extorted for a total of ten million gold...

The Marston Clan had never experienced such humiliation before!

The mastermind behind all of this was the young man who had bought the ’Golden Plush Mouse’ cub at the Marston Clan auction house.

That man was standing right in front of them!

"The ’Level Three Peep Naught Realm Beast’ is the very ’Golden Plush Mouse’ cub that was auctioned off from our Marston Clan auction house?"

The middle-aged man, who was also the Chief of the Marston Clan, was feeling as if he was bleeding inside.

If they knew that the golden plush mouse cub could grow to such extent in just a few years, the Marston Clan would have kept it, no matter the cost, even if they would have to bankrupt their clan.

Even if the original owner did not allow them to keep it, they would have bid until it was theirs!

But now, they had made someone else stronger.

Life is unpredictable.

Who could have known, the unimpressive golden plush mouse cub of the past, would grow to be so terrifyingly powerful in just a few short years.

A demon beast!

Moreover, a ’Level Three Peep Naught Realm Beast’!

"It seems Clan Chief Marston hasn’t forgotten me."

Wyatt sat at the head, looking calmly at the middle-aged man. Even though it was his first time seeing this middle-aged man, Wyatt immediately recognized him.

Those four old guards clustered around him, the identity of the middle-aged man was all but obvious...

Undoubtedly, he was the ’Marston Clan Chief’!

"Chief Marston, talking about it, I have to thank you for the ’ten million gold’ you gave me... I remember your generosity very clearly."

Wyatt looked at the Marston Clan Chief, a brilliant smile on his face.

However, this smile in the eyes of the Marston Clan’s high-ranking officials, was no different from that of a demon.

"What do you want?"

Marston Clan Chief gritted his teeth, "In the past, although we, the Marston Clan, were at fault, the original culprit is dead... Not only that, we also gave you ten million gold!"

"Moreover, you also won the bid for this ’Mutated Golden Mouse’ from our Marston Clan Auction House, receiving great benefits... what else do you want?!"

Towards the end, the Marston Clan Chief’s voice was trembling slightly.

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