Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

The initially terrified Demetrius Caldwell saw Julius Reed coming out with a sword and thought he was about to be killed.

Instantly scared, he wet his pants.

It's no wonder; in the morning on the platform, this guy had indeed carried a sword and stabbed the Sect Master of the Sword Sect to death right in front of everyone's eyes.

Let alone Demetrius being just Han Caldwell's son; even if Han himself were here, Demetrius felt the young man before him would dare to make a move.

This was someone who feared neither heaven nor earth.

"You...what did you say?" Seeing Julius Reed speak, Demetrius's wildly pounding heart finally calmed down.

Regardless of anything else, at least his life was spared.

Tonight, he'd have dumplings for sure.

And maybe a couple of drinks with seaweed.

Even acquiring a concubine wouldn't make him this happy.

"I never repeat myself. Because those who make me say a second time are already dead." Julius Reed stepped forward, speaking coldly.

"Got it! Got it! Got it!"

Demetrius instantly jumped up, swallowed, and cautiously asked, "Are we... going to Olindo Caldwell?"

As required, he needed to take the West Tower to Olindo Caldwell's room.

To use Olindo Caldwell to test whether this guy was indeed the Holy Lord.

According to Devlin, the Holy Lord would absolutely not flirt with other women; after all, during those three years of amnesia, Julius Reed was solely devoted to Quella Radcliffe.

If this West Tower had relations with Olindo Caldwell, then he was certainly not the Holy Lord!

If not, then he was a hundred percent the Holy Lord.

Nobody in the world could withstand Olindo Caldwell's allure.

But now, this West Tower proposed to go to Hayden Caldwell instead?

What the hell!

Caught off guard!

"Didn't you hear what I said?" Julius Reed swept the longsword in his hand, a chilling flash suddenly appeared!

Immediately, blood dripped down.

One of Demetrius's ears fell to the ground.

"Hiss..." Demetrius painfully leaned against the wall, trembling hands covering the place where his ear was, blood seeping continuously between his fingers.

It hurt!

He was about to bend down to pick it up when his ear was trampled under Julius Reed's foot. "If you can't understand my words, then next time, the sword will deviate a bit. Believe me, I'll make you see your own brain matter."

"This..." Demetrius was tearless; in front of this ruthless killer, he didn't have the courage to harbor resentment, only a deep-seated fear!

A profound fear!

He wanted to live!

As long as he could leave here alive, he'd accept anything!

Thinking of Ansel Tennyson getting pierced by ten thousand swords!

Thinking of Franco Tennyson being publicly executed!

What was he, Demetrius, worth?

Han Caldwell's son?

Would West Tower care?

"You asked me to come, right? You were hemming and hawing, weren't you?" Julius Reed lifted the blood-stained longsword, still with blood droplets. "If you are here to toy with me, then I will certainly chop off your head."

"No! No! No!"

The Fourth Son of the Caldwell Family, Han Caldwell's own son, usually an arrogant young master, now cowered like a dog, disregarding his ear injury, bowingly said, "Listening to you, listening to you!"

He hated!

Hated that his mouth ran off!

Ended up with this errand!

Indeed, the Heavenly Dao makes cycles!

Trying to trap Olindo Caldwell, humiliating Demetrius Caldwell.

Yet he ended up wetting his pants in fear and having an ear chopped off.

As for whether he could return alive, that depended on his luck.

"Aren't you leading the way yet!" Julius Reed crushed the ear underfoot, speaking coldly.

As he spoke, he sheathed his longsword, scaring Demetrius into hurriedly leading the way.

Just outside the Gray Wolf Pavilion, the guard at the gate asked with concern, "Sir, what happened to your ear? Shall I call a doctor for you!"

Slap!

Demetrius, full of anger with no outlet, slapped the guard across the face, "Get lost!"

After hitting him, he didn't forget to turn around and smile at Julius Reed, swiftly leading the way ahead.

Afraid that one step too late, the scythe of death would descend upon him.

Initially, Hayden Caldwell and Olindo Caldwell lived together.

The sisters were inseparable, living in the same villa within the Dark Moon Palace.

But to create an opportunity, Demetrius used Han Caldwell's name to trick Hayden Caldwell away, leaving only Olindo Caldwell alone in the villa.

He originally thought that if Olindo Caldwell didn't cooperate, he would prepare to drug her.

What surprised Demetrius was that Olindo Caldwell agreed without any hesitation.

This was inconceivable for the always noble and proud eldest miss of the Caldwell family.

But the situation was urgent, and since Olindo Caldwell complied, he was happy for the convenience.

Who would have thought that after settling with Olindo Caldwell, the biggest challenge would be West Tower.

Wasn't it that a few days ago, someone saw them kissing passionately on a path?

Didn't he personally confess with roses and fireworks under Olindo Caldwell's building the night before last?

Now that he won the competition, suddenly he changes his mind?

Does he want the younger sister instead?

This man really is no good.

Demetrius had hesitated whether to directly bring West Tower to Olindo Caldwell.

But suddenly he thought, if West Tower realized he was being fooled, could Demetrius's head still remain on his shoulders?

Ultimately, he was doing this for the Caldwell Family, not worth losing his life over.

Losing an ear could be considered a workplace injury.

As for the rest, let those old foxes figure it out themselves.

The road wasn't long, and with Demetrius walking fast, they arrived at a three-story building in about ten minutes.

"This is the Caldwell tea pavilion, West Tower, please. Hayden Caldwell is inside, you two can chat, I won't go up." Demetrius was nervous, flustered.

If he could leave, his life would be spared.

If West Tower drew his sword, his life would end right there.

The closer it got to the end, the more dangerous it became.

"Does Hayden Caldwell understand tea?" Julius Reed clasped his hands behind his back, slightly raising his head, observing the building in front of him.

Indeed, there was a trace of tea fragrance in the air.

This scent entered Julius Reed's nose, making him want to wash his feet.

"The Caldwell family is prestigious, the young ladies must learn skills in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and tea brewing." Demetrius answered tremulously.

He thought to himself, Just go inside already!

If you don't go in soon, I'll die of fright.

"Okay." Julius Reed reached into his bosom, frightening Demetrius to kneel instantly, kowtowing incessantly.

"Spare my life, I beg you!"

The Fourth Master of the Caldwell Family, like a dog, knelt and begged for mercy.

Of course, it was a comeuppance he brought upon himself.

"What are you thinking?" Julius Reed pulled out a piece of jade from his pocket, handed it to Demetrius. "It's almost New Year, here's some lucky money for you."

After speaking, regardless of whether Demetrius accepted or not, Julius Reed strode into the tea pavilion.

Once he went in!

Demetrius finally regained his composure, feeling a kind of joy at surviving a disaster.

A look at the jade in front of him, it was simply a treasure!

Crystal clear!

The Caldwell family were wealthy, owning treasures!

But this piece of jade was certainly worth a fortune!

There were characters on it.

What... Ocean?

Who cares!

Truly, narrowly escaping death must bring future fortune!

Demetrius picked up the jade, hurried towards the Gray Wolf Pavilion, to get his ear reattached.

...

Upon entering the tea pavilion.

Julius Reed saw Hayden Caldwell sitting there, bored and daydreaming.

It seemed she heard footsteps, so Hayden Caldwell turned her head, somewhat surprised, "Why are you here?"