The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine
/ The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine Chapter 390 – Beaten
Chapter 390: Beaten
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
In the past, both Lancelot and Guinevere had been respected figures. In fact, they had always been tasked with protecting Master Peregrine from the inception of Peregrine Hall.
There was no doubt about their skills, yet Andre Cavill had mocked them today, saying that they were afraid of a young brat.
'Do you think we'd be afraid of Melanie Taylor just because she's the eldest daughter of South-East Asia's Taylor family?”
“Let's go.”
Seeing that he had succeeded in his ploy, Andre Cavill wasted no time in driving the couple to their destination.
As they arrived at the hotel entrance, Andre Cavill pointed at it. “Melanie Taylor reserved the entire hotel. You guys can just enter.”
Lancelot glanced at the man. “What, are you not going with us?”
“I'll be useless to you guys. I might even drag you two down.”
'Tch!' The couple couldn't help but despise the man, but they couldn't go back on their word now. There was no way they were going to give up just because Andre Cavill refused to enter the hotel with them.
But just as they walked into the hotel, security officers stepped forward to stop them.
Of course, the couple paid no attention to them since they were here to cause trouble anyway.
Bang!
These security officers were average men that would only be able to scare those who were timid away.
Lancelot and Guinevere naturally wouldn't be swayed, and they made their way to the second floor and then the third, sparing the men who obstructed them no mercy.
Very quickly, the couple arrived at the top floor where Melanie Taylor was staying.
This was naturally the safest place in the entire hotel since nobody would be able to make their way up to disturb Melanie Taylor. That was why her bodyguards were dumbfounded when they spotted the couple.
However, the Taylor family of South-East Asia wasn't well-known and respected for nothing.
The bodyguards were all furious. “Are you two courting death? Do you know who stays here?”
“Hehe, that's exactly why I'm here.” Yet, neither Lancelot nor Guinevere even thought of backing down in the face of the few hundred bodyguards. They weren't fools and understood that battles weren't won through numbers but by skills.
Although the bodyguards thought that they could subdue the couple because of their numbers, they couldn't help but panic when they saw that their counterparts who rushed forward were killed one after another.
Now, they were no longer that confident.
While they were strong in numbers, the bodyguards no longer had any courage to charge forward to fight against the couple.
Of course, these men were no big deal to Lancelot and Guinevere. Nothing would faze them.
“Charge! Show those idiots what we're worth!” the leader of the bodyguards commanded.
Yet, Guinevere didn't even move from her spot before she managed to bring all those men to the ground.
The bodyguards were like paper when compared to the couple.
“Let's go!” With that, yet another few dozen men rushed forward.
However, it was painfully obvious that even this didn't help. All of them were still beaten down by the couple.
No matter how many people they had, it wouldn't make a difference. Now, they had no choice but to call upon Mr. Guinn.”
“Please help us, Mr. Guinn.” As soon as they called for help, an elder walked out of a room at the end of the corridor.
This man was none other than Mr. Guinn—one of the most powerful men from South-East Asia's Taylor family. It had been years since he had shown his skills because there wasn't anyone who matched up to him in South-East Asia.
He wouldn't fight anyone who was below him in terms of skills—that was a source of pride. After all, nobody would think highly of him even if he managed to defeat a weak opponent.
In that case, there was no need for a match then.
But this time, things were different. Even Mr. Guinn was slightly worried by the earlier sight. However, he was merely worried that the battle would be a long, drawn-out one, not that he wouldn't be able to defeat the couple.
“Are you their leader?” Lancelot and Guinevere sized up the old man. 'He does look like our match.'
“So you two are the ones seeking death.”
“No, but it's a pity that we're only seeing you and that she's not here.”
Everyone knew who the couple was talking about—Melanie Taylor.
The young lady wasn't someone just anyone could meet. Besides, they seemed to harbor ill intentions. Who knew if they would try to kill her once they met her?
“Well, you can meet her once you get past me.”
As they prepared for a battle, the expressions on the couple's faces stiffened. They knew that they were no longer fighting worthless underlings but a truly skilled martial arts master.
Once the battle began, it didn't take long before victory was decided.
By the time the bodyguards got a clear view of the situation, they saw both Lancelot and Guinevere lying motionless on the ground.
Just as they were about to celebrate their victory, they saw the old man spit a mouthful of blood onto the ground.
Although the latter had won, he had gotten injured—perhaps even severely injured. At his age, an injury like this could even be fatal!
Chapter end
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