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Theo casually sipped his drink, already seeing through the farce happening in this room. When Grant
saw The Swordsman, he was frightened that he dropped his wine glass. This pointed to some
unresolved resentment between the two.
He must be worried that The Swordsman might disrupt the birthday banquet, which would explain his
constant apprehension toward the man.
However, Grant’s old classmate, Dylan, had arrived. Since he was affiliated with the National Martial
Bureau, The Swordsman might find it difficult to act against him.
Theo pondered whether to escalate the friction between the National Martial Bureau and Black Wind
Mountains.
Sherman had followed Theo for many years and was able to see through his thoughts easily. “If it
comes to a fight, I can only protect. you alone with my strength,” he whispered. Theo glanced at Hera’s
family at the table and abandoned his initial consideration.
Duncan, on the other hand, was fiddling with the delicate wine glass in his hand. His gaze was fixed on
Hera as a sly smile appeared on his lips. He was aware of Nash’s capture and the incident at Purple
Church.
The leader of the Green Bamboo Association was indeed a formidable man. Not only had he taken
Lindon away with him, but he had also managed to send Nash to the National Martial Bureau.
It seemed that Nash would not be getting out anytime soon, making this the opportune moment for him
to deal with Hera.
Melody slowly turned her head to look at Duncan, a cold glint f in her eyes. Duncan smiled and
withdrew his gaze. With his two
Mystique Loyalty Realm godfathers present, Melody was no longer that much of an intimidating
presence to him.
It would not be wise to make a move now since there was someone from the National Martial Bureau at
the Zell family’s birthday banquet. The guests at the four tables dined in an orderly manner.
While things seemed peaceful on the surface, there was an underlying sense of danger in the air.
Hera’s table remained silent. Lauren and Harrison were also eating cautiously. Hera was seated
between Skadi and Melody. Skadi picked up a piece of sturgeon and said, “Hera, eat more. Look at
how haggard you’ve become.”
Hera had informed her about Nash’s situation last night. Skadi initially planned to accompany Hera
early in the morning, but Biancal had arranged a boxing match. She had no choice but to get that out of
the way first.
Theo poured himself a drink, smiling as he said, “Mr. Harrison, let us drink!”
Harrison quickly picked up his wine glass and nervously responded, ”
Sure… Okay…” He was so nervous that he did not know what else to say.
Theo chuckled. “There’s no need to be nervous, Mr. Harrison. Nash and I are like brothers. Now that
he’s your son-in-law, you cant consider me as your son too!”
Harrison almost fell off his chair at that. How could he treat this young man from the Skye family as if
he were his son considering hist status?
Theo smiled helplessly. “Allow me to make the first toast!”
With that, he emptied his glass in one gulp. Harrison quickly followed suit, finishing his own drink.
The atmosphere at the table eased a bit, and people started chatting and laughing.
Fred could not help but find the man sitting next to Duncan familiar.
He whispered to Sydney, who had just taken a seat beside him, “Go to your grandfather’s study and
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check the left drawer for The Swordsman’s photo.”
He recalled his father possessing a photo of The Swordsman in the drawer of his study. The photo was
quite blurry, so the image of The
Swordsman was not very clear in his memory.
Curious, Sydney followed her father’s gaze and looked toward The
Swordsman. She had no impression of The Swordsman, but she could already guess something was
up from her father’s expression.
Upon entering her grandfather’s study, she opened the left drawer and found the photo mentioned.
Despite its blurriness, she could still recognize the facial features and beard.
She then realized that the person sitting next to Duncan outside was identical to the one in the photo.
Sydney instantly paled, and she returned to her father’s side at moment later.
Fred could tell from her face that the person beside Duncan indeed The Swordsman. He now
understood why his father’s had trembled when he picked up his wine glass earlier. A murdero intent
flashed through Fred’s eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.
The Swordsman was a Mystique Loyalty Realm expert. He was just an ordinary person. How was he to
avenge his mother?