Chapter 1155: Chapter 1155: Spirited Young Man Chapter 1155: Chapter 1155: Spirited Young Man “Lily Jorden!”
Julius Reed took a swift leap forward and caught Lily Jorden in his arms with one hand.
“Is she…
is she alright?”
Gabriel Abernathy hurried over and asked with concern, “What happened to Lily Jorden?”
Ever since leaving the warehouse, Gabriel had developed feelings for her.
No matter what, it was Lily Jorden who saved his own life.
“Damn!”
Julius Reed slapped his forehead, a rare look of gravity crossing his face.
Poison!
It was the poison inside Lily Jorden's body that had flared up.
Initially, Granny Xihua, in collaboration with Nine Spirits, had stolen the orphan of Ian Jorden and raised her to adulthood.
And persistently fed her a type of poison within her body over the years.
Or rather, it wasn't exactly poison.
It was a strange kind of medicine that not many in Medicine King Valley would use.
There wasn't even an antidote for it.
The reason was simple.
This medicine had little value.
As long as the poisoned person had relations with someone of the opposite sex, the poison would naturally dissipate.
With such a useless drug, was there a need for an antidote?
But ironically, the most useless things sometimes find their applications.
Now, Julius Reed found himself in such a predicament.
He was a gentleman.
And not one to indulge in promiscuity.
Lily Jorden, after all, was Ian Jorden's descendant.
Ian Jorden, one of the few men Julius could truly call 'brother'.
This was a matter of principle.
Moreover, Lily Jorden, under the tutelage of Nine Spirits, had become a girl with exceptionally conservative thoughts.
If left to choose, Lily Jorden would rather choose death.
“You go ahead and help her up, I need a moment to myself,” Julius Reed gestured with his hand and sat back down on the steps.
He grasped his hair with both hands, his frustration evident.
Granny Xihua!
Traitor!
Betraying them time and again.
Lily Jorden had been stolen away many years ago, while he himself had lost his memory four years prior.
It seemed the timeline of this conspiracy had to be shifted further back.
Perhaps, he had already foreseen such a day when he threw out the fake Divine Dragon Tripod.
Julius Reed once again fell into confusion.
He had always been curious about the identity of the man in black who gave him the ring.
Could it be, as Zade Radcliffe said on his deathbed, that it was Ian Jorden?
Ian Jorden!
Not only Zade Radcliffe had mentioned it, but Baylor Davenport as well.
When three men say a tiger is in the streets, Julius Reed was not a man to waver in his resolve.
But when someone mentioned these things, it was inevitable that he, who had already lost his memories, would be affected.
Ian Jorden's grand tomb was beneath Demarco Mount!
To open the coffin, one must go to Demarco Mount.
But Demarco Mount at that moment was fraught with danger like a dragon's pool and tiger's den.
Lurking hazards abounded.
Without unraveling the rebellion from four years ago, he could not possibly return.
Nor did he want to.
Julius Reed never believed that a person could be defined by good or bad.
In this world, things were never just black or white, good or evil.
It was just that the strong were the ones who had the say.
Even Devlin, Julius didn't consider him a bad person.
Men die in pursuit of wealth, as birds die in pursuit of food.
Everything one does is just to satisfy their own interests.
Human nature is inherently selfish.
The rebellion of four years ago had given Julius Reed a brief moment of confusion.
Having lived for tens of thousands of years, he suddenly felt confused.
The human heart is such a thing, no matter how long one lives, it's always hard to fathom.
He stood up, dusting off the dirt from underneath his buttocks.
Left the mansion.
Lily Jorden's poison was growing more severe.
Even, there seemed to be a trend of not being able to withstand it much longer.
Julius Reed had to think of a way to save her life and her innocence.
The noisy street was constantly busy with people coming and going.
He was like any ordinary passerby, wandering aimlessly on the street.
The game of power, once you're in it, it's a fight to the death.
“Stop right there!”
But suddenly, a man's voice sounded behind him.
Julius Reed didn't care.
Around him, there was no sign of a Grandmaster-level figure.
So, it couldn't possibly be someone looking for trouble with him.
All those he knew were experts.
“Hey, I'm talking to you!
Are you deaf?”
The voice yelled again.
.cO
But Julius Reed still ignored it.
Finally.
A youth ran in front of Julius Reed, retreating backwards as he shouted, “Bro, you pretending to be deaf thinking you can avoid it?”
“Are you talking to me?” Julius Reed pointed at his own nose, stopping his steps.
This youth before him seemed very familiar.
They had met, but he had no recollection at all.
Definitely some inconsequential trash.
“No kidding!
There's only you in front of me, if I'm not talking to you, am I talking to myself?” said the youth with green-dyed hair standing in front of Julius Reed as he grabbed his hair and whistled.
Whoosh!
A rush of hurried footsteps came.
Soon, a dozen or so young men wearing gold chains and dressed fashionably surrounded him tightly.
“Yo, what's this about?”
Julius Reed sized up the group of youths before him, feeling incredulous.
When had he offended these people?
Just being annoyed about Lily Jorden's matters, he simply decided to entertain these youngsters for a bit.
“At the airport!
You frightened me!” The first youth with green hair who had stopped him said angrily, “I've been chasing you for a long time, but you, kid, you run too fast!
By the time I called my brothers over, you were already gone!”
As he said that, Julius Reed suddenly remembered who this person was.
That day, he had gone to the airport to pick up Nelson, and on getting out of the car, he encountered a youth trying to mess with his vehicle.
That bullet hole was made by Black Wolf's hidden weapon case, absolutely genuine.
He only remembered that after this young punk felt it, he made a call and then disappeared without a trace.
Who knew, he went to call for backup.
“So it's you.” Julius Reed smiled and asked, “What is it?”
“Remember now?” The youth scratched his green-dyed hair, arrogantly said, “Young man, last time you scared me and made me lose face.
Now you've got to make me satisfied, understand?”
The young men beside him chimed in with their taunts.
“Let's be frank, someone who did not give Alton Bread face before, their body has already ended up floating at the Gonzalez City docks.
I advise you to think carefully!”
A group of twenty-year-olds acting like old-timers, calling Julius Reed a young man.
“Is that so?
How come I don't know about such a figure in Gonzalez City?” Julius Reed, with his arms folded, asked aloud, “Isn't Aron Jackson the boss of Gonzalez City?”
“Aron Jackson?”
The youth called Alton Bread snorted, “Since you know Aron Jackson, I'll be frank, when he sees me, he even calls me 'Brother Alton'.
This isn't just talk, the respect is right there!
My brother-in-law is very formidable, Aron Jackson can only be his employee!”
“Is that so?
Then I'm quite curious to see for myself who your brother-in-law is.”
Julius Reed turned around, scanning his surroundings.
No one was there.
“What do you think you're doing?” exclaimed the youth known as Alton Bread before he could even finish.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, his vision darkened and he was sent flying several meters away.
Three seconds later, over a dozen people lay on the ground.
With ongoing moans and groans.
“Kid, go call your brother-in-law.
I want to see who is so bold, not giving a damn about Aron Jackson,” Julius Reed walked up to the green-haired youth, slapping his face.
“You…
you just wait!” The youth started to cry.
Taking out his phone and trembling, he dialed a number: “Sis, I got beaten up, come quick.”
Chapter end
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