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Norman walked over to Lawrence, who was lying on the bed.

Clive, standing vigilantly by the bed, addressed Norman, “Mr. Weston.”

Norman acknowledged him with a nod.

He then directed his gaze at Lawrence and asked with concern, Mr. Ray, how are you feeling now?”

Lawrence faintly shook his head at Norman, I’ve sustained some internal injuries, but it’s nothing serious.”

Norman responded, “My doctor just informed me that we’ve given you the best imported medication. It should help your injuries heal rapidly.”

A flash of fury appeared in Lawrence’s eyes, “It’s just a pity I couldn’t finish off Denton tonight!”

Norman appeared puzzled, “Mr. Ray, you clearly have better martial arts skills than Denton. Why did you end up coughing blood and being severely injured by him?”

Furrowing his brows and showing a hint of confusion, Lawrence said, “I don’t understand. When our internal mana clashed, just at the crucial moment, I felt a sharp pain in my chest, as if it was tearing apart. Then my mana went haywire, uncontrollable, causing me to cough blood. That’s how I ended up defeated by Denton.”

Hearing this, Norman couldn’t help but wonder, “Could it be that Denton was feigning weakness, only to unleash his true power at the last moment?”

However, the real answer remained elusive.

Pushing the thought aside, as Norman had more pressing matters to discuss with Lawrence.

He added, “Mr. Ray, we underestimated them this time. With the unfortunate demise of your two junior disciples at Denton’s hands and Mr. Ray Junior’s martial arts being crippled by Gilmore, it seems revenge is slipping through our fingers, Norman said with a hint of regret.

There was a cold gleam in Lawrence’s eyes, ‘Of course, I won’t let it go like this! Denton might think that by defeating me,

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the Black Hawks done for. He’s truly underestimating us.”

Norman’s eyes sharpened. looking at Lawrence, he said, “Are you suggesting, Mr. Ray, that you might seek help from the Black Hawks to deal with Denton?”

“If that’s the case,” Norman thought, “it’s a mixed blessing for me

Once the Black Hawks dispatched their top fighters to deal with Denton, the Treasure Map in Denton’s possession might end up in the hands of the Black Hawks.

“To confront Denton, there’s no need to rally the entire Black Hawks. I have a dozen or so fellow disciples in the outer sect of the Black Hawks, and they’re all adept in intermediate–level internal force martialist,” said Lawrence, lying in bed and looking at Norman with confidence. “I can’t believe that even with the combined strength of my disciples and me, Denton would stand a chance.”

Norman was relieved to hear that Lawrence only intended to enlist the help of his fellow disciples from the outer sect, rather than seeking assistance from the entire Black Hawks.

This caused him to heave a sigh of relief.

This way, he could still control Denton and press him for the Treasure Map.

Norman immediately nodded in agreement, “With the aid of Mr. Ray and your fellow disciples, Denton stands no chance. He’s merely prey, waiting for you to make the kill.”

“Hahaha…”

“Hahaha…”

Both Norman and Lawrence laughed, their expressions filled with malicious glee.

In the Carters‘ mansion.

A convoy of twenty to thirty vehicles steadily entered the estate,

People from the Carter and Foster families, as well as Gilmore, alighted from the vehicles.

Accompanying them were numerous Phantom Guards of the Carter family.

“Mr. Carter, you’re back! Are you alright?” Stephen greeted Denton with a concerned expression.

Denton shook his head at Stephen, Tm fine. Let all of the skilled fighters of the Carter family rest.”

Acknowledging, Stephen then turned to the Phantom Guards, saying, “Mr. Carter has said, all of you should rest up.”

“Yes!” Dozens of Phantom Guards replied in unison, then dispersed.

Stephen, along with Denton, Gilmore, members of the Carter and Foster families, proceeded into the mansion.

Everyone settled on the living room sofas, and Stephen poured each of them a cup of coffee.

Denton sipped the coffee with a solemn expression. Even though it was a premium coffee, known for its rich and lingering flavor, it was clear that Denton wasn’t in the mood to savor it.

The same went for Christopher and his wife, as well as David and his wife – all of them were silent, seemingly lost in their thoughts.

“Grandpa, you defeated Lawrence, and we all returned safely. Why do all of you look so downcast?” Claire finally couldn’t hold back her confusion, directing her question at her grandpa, parents, and aunt and uncle.

Christine, equally puzzled, chimed in, “Claire’s right. Why do you all seem so unhappy?”

David and his wife managed a slight smile and reassured Christine, “We’re not unhappy, dear.”

“But then why the silence and heavy hearts?” Christine persisted.

She sensed that there was something her grandpa, aunt, uncle, and parents weren’t disclosing.

Gilmore broke the silence. “Their worries stem from the fact that Lawrence is affiliated with the Black Hawks. Having defeated him, we might have inadvertently invoked the wrath of the entire sect.”

Upon hearing Gilmore’s words, the gazes of Denton, Christopher and his wife, as well as David and his wife, immediately converged on him.

It was evident that Gilmore had hit the nail on the head

Denton nodded in agreement with Gilmore, “Exactly. That’s what I’ve been concerned about.”

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At the Weston family’s party, because Lawrence had been domineering and the situation was tense, Denton had no choice but to confront him.

However, after defeating Lawrence and returning to the Carter family’s residence, he was haunted by a larger looming threat – the Black Hawks

Given that Lawrence was a part of this powerful faction and had been severely injured by Denton, there was a real possibility that he might call upon the Black Hawks for assistance and pin the death of Cooper and Dean on Denton.

The Black Hawks would surely not let Denton and the Carter family off the hook.

This was the heavy worry that hung over Christopher and his wife, as well as David and his wife.

They too recognized the massive potential danger ahead.

Gilmore tried to reassure them, “Mr. Carter, Uncle Christopher, Uncle David, you all need not worry. The Carter family will be fine. As the saying goes, “Evil cannot triumph over good. Do we really believe the Black Hawks would let Lawrence run amok?”

Denton gave a bitter smile, “While ‘Evil cannot triumph over good is a comforting sentiment, I fear the Black Hawks won’t take our word for it. They’ll probably believe whatever Lawrence tells them and will aim to kill our entire family.”

“Grandpa, what should we do then?” Claire realized the gravity of the situation.

Denton sighed, “Many years ago, I learned martial arts from the Star Gate in Sword Mountain in Oakhaven. Technically, they are my mentors.

“Even though I haven’t visited them for decades, I’ve sent gifts to Sword Mountain over the years.

“Now that the Carter family faces a major crisis, I hope to seek assistance from my mentors. I hope they will help us, considering I was once a disciple of the Star Gate.”

Christopher stood up from the sofa, determination evident in his eyes, “Dad, I’ll go to Sword Mountain in Oakhaven and seek help from your mentor at the Star Gate.”

Being Denton’s son and a pillar of the Carter family, he felt that now, more than ever, was the time to stand up and help the family through this crisis. Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.


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