112 The Person from the Provincial Capital, Stefan Thomas
Braydon Neal sat at the head of the table, tapping his fingers on the table. There was a soft sound, full of rhythm, but like the sound of a heartbeat, which made the atmosphere oppressive and terrible.
Julian Potter knelt on the ground right in front of Braydon’s seat.
Braydon sat there calmly, as if he was waiting for sothing.
Logan Hall pointed the cold sword at Julian.
The scene was eerily silent.
15 minutes later.
Braydon stood up with his hands behind his back and said softly, “Sully Cage entered the northern territory five years ago and beca a fellow brother of the north. As a martial artist, he was full of glory. When he returned to his holand, he did not bully anyone at all!
“But you killed his wife, and his child died in her belly before he was even born. He was originally a family of three, but because of Flourish Real Estate, his entire family died tragically. What a tragedy this!
“The north suffers no such tragedy!
“The soldiers of the north under my command are all heroic n. With the cold swords in their hands, they protect the stability of the northern territory by killing. They stand in front of the country’s borders and intimidate the eight countries outside!
“Sully Cage, a soldier of the north, should not have ended up like this!”
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Braydon looked at the bright moon outside the door, his deep eyes full of murderous intent.
Sully’s matter had really angered Braydon!
The people of the north should not be bullied!
Braydon was the general of the north. If he was not the one handling this matter, would he have let outsiders handle it?
Julian panicked. He inexplicably felt that a great disaster was imminent and explained, “I don’t know about this. It was the work of the demolition team. When the incident with Sully Cage happened, I really didn’t know about it!”
“You really don’t know?”
Braydon turned around. His white robe fluttered without any wind blowing, and an invisible pressure spread out. Everyone in the hall could not help but bend their backs and feel inexplicable fear.
An angry King Braydon was too terrifying!
Logan took out a docunt and threw it at Julian’s face.
“Flourish Real Estate was founded in 2012. In the eight years since its establishnt, there have been 13 demolition accidents, and each one has cost a life. Do you think the Preston team’s intel is just for show?”
Logan gripped the saber with killing intent.
A cold sword should not be stained with the blood of the innocent. If Julian was not in the wrong and had not committed any serious cris, why would the people of the Preston team co looking for him?
Why would Braydon co here in person?
There was nothing that the special operations team could not find out.
Julian’s face was ashen as he looked at the docunts. After Sully’s incident, he knew that he was in deep trouble. He had provoked a martial artist and was no longer safe in Lamar city.
Thus, when Julian went to Preston, he did not disclose his whereabouts to anyone.
However, Sully had appeared in the Preston mountains and could enter Preston at any ti.
What was he here for?
The purpose was obvious. It was to kill this person.
Julian Potter was the real culprit!
Braydon walked out of the room, his thin lips moving slightly, “Logan, send him on his way!”
“Don’t kill . I know I was wrong. I have money. I can give you money…”
Julian knelt on the ground and hugged Logan’s leg. Bitter tears flowed down his face; he was truly terrified.
Bang!
Logan’s eyes were cold and emotionless. He kicked him away, and his sword flashed by.
A black blade light flashed, and as the sword returned to its sheath, a handful of blood sprayed into the air. Julian clutched his neck and knelt on the ground. Gurgling sounds ca from his mouth, and his life was taken.
“Northern King, do we still need to investigate further?” Logan cupped his hands and bowed.
“Investigate!”
Braydon knew that the leader of the demolition team was dead, but the driver of the bulldozer had escaped that night. He was also the murderer.
He would not let anyone related to this go.
Those who bullied the people of the north must die!
The hall was completely silent as Logan disappeared into the darkness to personally take care of this matter.
Grant Thomas wiped his cold sweat and chased after him. “Lord…”
“You should call by my na. Old Master Thomas and my grandfather were sworn brothers. In terms of seniority, I should call you Uncle Grant. If I ss up the seniority, my mother will say that I’m arrogant.”
Braydon let out a sigh.
Grant was smart. “Braydon, I offended your aunt before, so when I found out that you were coming today, I prepared a banquet for you at Xana’s place. Xana said that you like to be quiet, so I arranged for you to stay at her place.”
“Genius Neal, let’s go. I haven’t thanked you for saving my life today!”
Xana Thomas held Braydon’s hand, and they went to her house.
Madam Thomas was in the villa, and she had personally cooked a table full of food.
After Braydon’s arrival.
“Braydon, you’re here. Wash your hands and get ready for dinner. Try my cooking!” Madam Thomas said with a kind smile.
The treatnt was completely different from the last ti Braydon ca.
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As soon as Braydon sat down, another old man ca.
The old man was dressed in a white suit, and he was in high spirits. He ca to the villa’s courtyard and said loudly, “Where’s my sweet granddaughter?”
“Grandpa!”
Xana had just sat down when she ran out of the room in surprise. She then saw the old man outside.
The old man was Stefan Thomas. He had been living in the provincial capital of Quill for a long ti.
After all, the Thomas family’s roots were in the provincial city.
Stefan’s sudden return gave everyone a surprise.
“Oh, there’s a guest tonight, and it’s a young man!” Stefan chuckled as he entered the room.
“Well, Grandpa, let introduce you to my friend, Braydon!” Xana said.
“The na sounds familiar. A disciple of the Neal family?” Stefan looked at Braydon and found him much more pleasing to the eye.
The relationship between the Thomas family and the Neal family had been pretty good all these years.
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In addition, the older generation of the seven great families all started from scratch. Many of them were sworn brothers and sisters, so they took care of the younger generation of each family.
“Dad, you don’t live in Preston, so you don’t know this. This is Louis’ only child!” Grant reminded him.
“Now that I think about it, you’re the Graham’s eldest grandson. When you were one month old, your grandfather, that old man, even carried you to to tell the good news!”
Stefan sighed as he recalled the past. He lanted that ti was unforgiving, and in the blink of an eye, the children of those years had all grown up.
“Grandpa Stefan, you just ca back from the provincial capital. You must be hungry!” Braydon smiled.
“No, co, drink with !” Stefan had an open-minded personality, and the reason for his long life was that he liked to drink.
“You’re old, so you should drink less,” Braydon stopped him.
“It’s fine. At my age, every day that passes is one day less. If I’m not allowed to eat or drink, I’d rather lie in a coffin and wait for death!” Stefan opened the aged red wine and filled his glass.
Xana was also helpless. She knew that her grandpa was like this and could not be persuaded.
But Stefan had just taken a sip of the wine when he coughed violently,”Cough, cough! This useless body is really such a nuisance.”
“Grandpa, are you alright?” Xana was worried.
Joseph Thomas said angrily, “You old man, why don’t you listen to my advice? Don’t drink anymore. You can drink on the day I get married!”
“When you get married? You little brat. God knows how long that would take!” Stefan coughed violently.
Braydon made a move directly. His left hand ford a sword finger and pointed at several major acupuncture points on Stefan’s chest, which imdiately made the old man feel better.
“Eh? Young man, you know dicine?” Stefan asked in surprise.
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