Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 89: The Governor’s Son

Chapter 89: Chapter 89: The Governor’s Son

Fast! Fast! Fast!

Right now, Wyatt Barnes wishes he could sprout wings and fly straight into Victory City.

As long as he enters the city, he will be safe.

Finally, under Wyatt’s nervous gaze, the old man stopped, clearly going to check the boy’s injuries.

"Phew!"

Wyatt Barnes let out a deep breath, only then did he realize that his clothes had been soaked with cold sweat.

At this moment, he had the feeling of being suddenly lifted from hell to heaven.

Although the old man did not catch up, Wyatt did not dare to hesitate, he rode his prized horse straight into the city.

As soon as he entered the city, he heard the pedestrians gasp in surprise.

"Look!"

"Another prized horse!"

"Could the one that just passed also be his?"

...

Wyatt heard the crowds’ comments.

With a frown, he dismounted, and while all eyes were on the horse, he took advantage of the moment to leave.

He disappeared into the stream of horse-drawn carriages and endless people.

"Could it be... Now it’s trendy to throw around prized horses?"

"This is a prized horse worth ten thousand gold... That boy, tossed it aside like it was trash."

Many people were stunned.

Phew!

Just then, everyone’s gaze fell towards the city’s entrance.

An elderly figure, leaving a string of afterimages, was instantly in front of the horse.

"Did any of you see that young man in purple who just rode into the city?"

The old man’s eyes were like electricity, sweeping over the onlookers, making them feel chilled to the bone.

"He went that way!"

Someone pointed in the direction Wyatt went.

Phew!

The old man disappeared into the crowd, vanishing from sight.

"So fast!"

"Too fast, even as a Condensed Pill Realm martial artist, I can’t even see him."

"I guess he is a Original Pill Realm expert."

"I’ve seen Emily Chapman, the Second Elder of the Chapman Family, in action. Emily is a Seventh-Order Original Pill Realm expert, but even she doesn’t seem this fast."

...

The crowd was abuzz.

Wyatt wound through the streets, circling around most of Victory City, only relaxing when night fell.

"Now I have to change these clothes, they are too conspicuous."

Wyatt looked at his clothes and thought to himself.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, he noticed a figure coming towards him.

From the figure, it was a boy of similar height to him.

"My parents will be so happy. Starting tomorrow, I’ll be a servant in the Chapman Family, earning ten silver a month."

The boy was murmuring to himself, humming a tune as he walked into the alley.

However, he quickly quieted down, as if his throat had been choked.

Under the moonlight.

A dark purple sword shimmered with a cold sheen.

"Please, I don’t have any money. I really don’t."

The boy closed his eyes in fear and said in a terrified voice.

Wyatt was somewhat speechless.

Who wants your money!

"Take off your clothes."

Wyatt said.

"Ah! Good man, you...you want to..."

The boy’s body shivered, his voice trembling.

"Less talking, take off your clothes!"

Wyatt said impatiently.

"Yes, yes."

The boy nodded, quickly taking off his outer clothing.

Wyatt took off his clothes and put on the clothes the boy had taken off.

However, after he changed his clothes, he found the boy had also removed his pants, now leaning against the wall, his bare bottom facing him, trembling. "Good man, please be gentle, I... I’m a virgin..."

Wyatt was taken aback.

Who does this guy think he is?

Even if he wanted to rob someone of their virtue, he wouldn’t choose a man, right?

"Get lost! I just wanted your clothes."

Wyatt sheathed his sword, landed a kick on the boy’s bare bottom.

The boy yelped in pain, then whimpered, "Good man, you should’ve said so earlier ... my innocence ..."

"Do I look like that kind of person to you?"

Wyatt glared at the boy, grumbled, and left the alley.

The night market in Victory City, much like Aurora City, is quite lively.

He bought a mask from a night market stall, found a secluded place to put it on, then continued towards the Ghostly Shadow’s base in Victory City.

Shally Don had told him beforehand where the Ghostly Shadow’s base was, so he found it quickly.

He walked in, arriving at the counter.

Behind the counter was a young woman, around twenty-two or twenty-three. Her alluring figure was reminiscent of a water snake. Her ample bosom was almost bursting out, and her cold face offered a stark contrast.

Seeing Wyatt wearing a mask, the woman was not surprised, as if she was used to it.

"King Clan, outer disciple, Charles King."

Wyatt lowered his voice and said hoarsely to the woman.

"10,000 silver for the deposit, confirmation after three days."

The woman’s voice was icy cold, devoid of any emotion.

Wyatt placed a bank check of 10,000 silver, which he had taken out of his Storage Ring earlier, on the counter, turned around, and left.

He knew the rules of the Ghostly Shadow from what Shally Don had told him.

After leaving the Ghostly Shadow organization’s base, Wyatt Barnes took a stroll around the vicinity to confirm that no one was tailing him. Only then did he remove his mask and shattered it with a palm strike.

Following that, he had some barbecue in the busy streets of Victory City and then found a nearby inn to stay.

"Two blood-sweating horses, an Original Infant Realm powerhouse."

Recollecting what he had encountered outside of Victory City, Wyatt Barnes felt a sense of heaviness in his heart.

The pair of young people under the escort of an Original Infant Realm powerhouse surely must have remarkable identities. They were most likely from a distinguished clan of the County City.

"However, only that young man and woman recognize my appearance."

Upon thinking of this, he let out a sigh of relief.

After some contemplation, he bought some rouge and powder.

In his previous life, as a mercenary, Wyatt Barnes was adept at various disguising techniques, including ’pseudo-transformation’.

After half an hour, his handsome cheeks changed, becoming very ordinary.

"Not bad, my skill hasn’t deteriorated."

Looking into the mirror, Wyatt Barnes nodded in satisfaction.

His ordinary set of cheeks couldn’t be identified as being made up with cosmetics upon first glance...

This face was the kind that would be lost once merged into the crowd.

"Now, even if they see me again, they’d not be able to recognize."

After his makeover, Wyatt Barnes was temporarily at peace.

Early in the morning of the next day, while the inn manager was still drowsy from sleep, he checked out of his room.

If he wanted to completely hide, he must leave no trace behind.

This manager had seen his ’true face’ last night.

Upon leaving the inn, Wyatt Barnes boldly went to a restaurant for breakfast.

The warm breakfast set his taste buds tingling with anticipation.

"Who was that audacious? To dare to sever the arm of the son of the ’Swallow Mountain County’ governor here in Victory City!"

"I heard the Clan Chief went to the King Clan and Chapman Clan early in the morning today. It seems he wants to use their power to find the assailant."

"It is said that the assailant is approximately a sixteen-year-old young sword cultivator, at the third stage of the Condensed Pill Realm, adorned in a purple robe, and handsome... But how on earth are they going to find him?"

As Wyatt Barnes was enjoying his breakfast and gulping down milk, he overheard the conversations of a table nearby.

They were three young men in their early twenties.

Wyatt Barnes’ heart jolted.

He naturally guessed that the ’criminal’ they were discussing was himself.

However, although he guessed that the trio he encountered yesterday must have considerable background, he didn’t expect it to be extraordinary.

Swallow Mountain County had a vast jurisdiction, covering eighty-one cities.

These cities included Aurora City, Victory City, and Foggy Water City.

Swallow Mountain County was one of the eighteen counties of the Crimson Heaven Kingdom. The governors of the eighteen counties all held significant military power and were highly influential.

It was said that all eighteen governors were of Void Realm.

Void Realm powerhouses, the existence transcending the Original Infant Realm martial artists, their strength was astonishing and were also called ’land immortals’. They could fly in the sky just with their physical bodies.

"That young man is the son of the governor of Swallow Mountain County?"

Wyatt Barnes also realized that he had gotten into big trouble.

However, he didn’t regret it.

If he could do it all over again, he would still make the same choice.

"Fortunately, this is Victory City, very far from Aurora City... They should not suspect me."

A thought flashed through Wyatt Barnes’ mind.

In the following three days.

The entire Victory City was astir due to the grand movement of the three big families.

They had only one goal.

To find the assailant who severed the arm of the governor’s son.

During this time, Wyatt Barnes saw that young woman again.

The woman had a frosty expression, leading a group of people to look for him everywhere.

Although he had face-to-face interaction with the young woman, he wasn’t recognized by her.

Wyatt Barnes believed.

With his current appearance, except for Keer and his mother, Christina Lee, no one else, including Jovie Lee, would recognize him even if they met face-to-face.

He had absolute confidence in his ’pseudo-transformation’ technique.

At midnight.

Wyatt Barnes bought another mask from a night market, put it on, and then arrived at the Ghostly Shadow organization’s base in Victory City.

He was again received by the same charming and icy young woman.

"The King Clan, Charles King, how are the confirmations?"

Wyatt Barnes went straight to the point.

"Two hundred thousand taels."

The woman’s voice was cold.

"Only a Body Tempering Realm martial artist, why so expensive?"

Wyatt Barnes was taken aback.

Based on the prices he got to know from Shally Don, a Body Tempering Realm Nine Order martial artist would cost at most one hundred thousand taels.

"Infiltrating into the King’s residence is risky."

The woman’s cold voice trickled into his ears.

"This is one hundred and ninety thousand taels."

Without any further discussion, Wyatt Barnes took out the prepared bank check and handed it to the woman.

The woman accepted the bank check and gave a nod.

"When will you make the move?"

Wyatt Barnes couldn’t help but ask.

"Tonight, the target must die."

Listening to the woman’s words.

A smirk curved at the corner of Wyatt Barnes’ mouth, however it was hidden by the mask.

He left the Ghostly Shadow organization’s base location and found another inn to stay in.

He had made a plan in his mind.

The next morning, after breakfast, he would leave Victory City.

The next day.

Wyatt Barnes went to a restaurant for breakfast.

Although he thought he would get some wind of the news, the matter still buzzing was about the governor’s son.

"According to Shally Don, no task was ever failed by the Ghostly Shadow organization. There should be no issue."

After gobbling up his breakfast, Wyatt Barnes prepared to leave the restaurant.

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