Legend of Wyatt Nove Chapter 777: Marshall Tyler’s Scheme

Chapter 777: Chapter 777: Marshall Tyler’s Sche

Today, an unexpected visitor arrived at the Clifford Family mansion.

In the great hall, the Second Elder of the Clifford Family, ’Chani East’, watched the young man in white before him and asked directly: "I heard from my subordinates that... you know where the man who killed our family’s Young Master is?"

The young man in white casually glanced at Chani East, "You are the Second Elder of the Clifford family? I apologize, but I am here for your Clan Chief. I will speak when he arrives."

"You!!"

Chani East’s face changed, and he growled, "Young man, do you think that you can et our Clan Chief whenever you want? Take a good look at yourself first!"

Facing the furious Chani East, the young man in white remained calm and simply ignored him.

"Servant, show him out!"

Chani East, who was being ignored, grew angry and shouted.

Imdiately, two guards from the Clifford family stepped into the hall, walked directly up to the young man in white, and made a gesture, "Please leave."

"Second Elder, let

remind you... after today, if you want

to co back, it won’t be that easily done."

The young man in white stared deeply at Chani East, then turned to leave.

"Don’t bother."

Chani East snorted.

When had he, Chani East, ever been disrespected like this by such a youngster?

Even if the young man did know where the killer was, for the sake of his own dignity, he was unwilling to let him stay here any longer.

"Wait."

Just then, an old but loud voice rang from a distance.

Soon, an elderly man stepped in.

Following the old man was an old woman, trailing by his side.

"Clan Chief!"

Upon seeing the old man, Chani East’s face changed, and he quickly bowed in respect, cold sweat forming on his forehead.

"Get out!"

The old man, who was the Clan Chief of the Clifford family, ’Thru East’, barked with a solemn face.

At his words, Chani East’s face turned pale, but he obediently left.

As for the other two guards, they quickly followed Chani East out of the hall, retreating without any hesitation under Thru East’s stern gaze.

In a blink, only Thru East, the old woman, and the young man in white remained in the spacious hall of the Clifford residence.

"Clan Chief East."

The young man in white nodded at Thru East, his face calm as if he were facing not the chief of the famous Clifford family, but an ordinary old man.

"What should I call you?"

Thru East looked at the young man with a hint of approval.

"Clan Chief East, you may call

’Marshall Tyler’."

The young man in white wore a faint smile.

"You are not from the Ancient Desert City?"

Thru East asked.

"No. I am from the ’Great Turdo Dynasty’, one of the Ten Southern Dynasties. I am here to participate in the ’Ten Dynasty Martial eting’ held by the Grimm Wolf Fortress."

Marshall Tyler did not hide his background because he knew even if he wanted to, this old man would quickly find out the truth.

So, speaking truthfully would be more conducive to his ’plan’.

"Hmm."

Thru East nodded and then said with his brows furrowed, "You just ntioned that you know where the person who killed my grandson is? Do you know him?"

These past few days, Thru East had been tornted.

Despite spending several days searching, his n could not find out who killed his grandson, which left him both angry and anxious. He wished he could personally go out and search.

A man brought news about the murderer of his grandson, and he hurried over.

"Yes."

Marshall Tyler nodded.

"As long as we can confirm that the person you speak of is the one we are looking for... within the capabilities of

and the Clifford family, we can agree to any one condition you have."

Thru East’s murky eyes suddenly shone, speaking straightforwardly.

"Clan Chief East, you are too kind. That being the case, I will not be modest."

Marshall Tyler smiled, he had been waiting for these words.

"Speak."

Thru East urged, his tone was full of urgency.

What he most wanted to do now was to ferret out the purple-clad boy who had killed his grandson, sentence him to an excruciating death, and make him wish he was dead.

Only then would he be able to vent his hatred!

"Clan Chief East, before I reveal that person, I want you to swear with the ’Thunder Tribulation’...