Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 684 - Arlo Percival’s Secret_1

Chapter 684: 684 Chapter Arlo Percival’s Secret_1

Medicine King Valley was a mysterious existence.

Years ago, when Julius Reed happened by chance, he had a spur-of-the-moment exchange with the seventeenth-generation Valley Master.

The two agreed to a competition.

To see whose resistance to poison was stronger.

After ingesting seventy-eight different toxins, it was hard to determine a winner.

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In the end, out of concern for face, the Valley Master drank the treasure of Medicine King Valley!

The Godslayer Pill!

After swallowing the Godslayer Pill, Julius Reed immediately declared the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley the victor, then turned and left.

And the seventeenth-generation Valley Master who ate the pill, bled from all seven orifices!

He died a violent death!

In his dying moment, his hand was still pointing in the direction Julius Reed had left.

Even now.

In the grand hall of Medicine King Valley, a portrait of Julius Reed still hangs.

But, as an external sect disciple, Karen had no right to enter the grand hall.

If it were an Inner Sect Disciple of Medicine King Valley, they would probably recognize Julius Reed instantly.

And it was exactly in that contest three years, three months, and three days ago that Julius Reed came to understand.

Though he had lived tens of thousands of years, his memory remained exceptionally good.

Now, considering Bamboo Whitaker’s symptoms, coupled with the timing of the onset, one could almost conclude.

The poison she was afflicted with was none other than the Three-Year Three-Month Three-Day Scattering.

From the first attack to death by poisoning.

It takes exactly three years, three months, and three days.

Hence its name.

“She’s asleep.”

Quella Radcliffe walked out of the bedroom, gently closing the door behind her.

“This poor young girl has had it rough.”

Julius Reed walked over and gently embraced Quella Radcliffe.

“Mm-hm, you must save her.”

Quella Radcliffe was physically and mentally exhausted.

She couldn’t imagine that such a young girl in the bloom of her life had experienced so much.

Ding!

The sound of a text message alert rang, and Julius Reed took out his phone to check the message.

It was sent by Karen.

It listed five names of people from Medicine King Valley who knew the formula for the Three-Year Three-Month Three-Day Scattering.

At the end of the message was one more line.

“To endure what is unendurable is unendurable.”

“Impotent fury.”

Julius Reed replied with four words and then carefully stored the phone away.

“I need to step out for a bit; take good care of Bamboo Whitaker while I’m gone.”

With Cosmo and his men guarding upstairs, he wasn’t worried about Quella Radcliffe’s safety.

Unless Nelson barged in.

But based on what Julius Reed knew of her, that woman likely wasn’t that reckless…

After leaving the mansion, he took a car to the Bronze Sparrow Platform.

Aron Jackson was chatting with Orren Beaumont in the office.

“Boss Davenport!”

Seeing Julius Reed come in, Orren Beaumont quickly stood up and bowed respectfully.

“You can go now. Hurry up with the task of taking care of Jerison Justin!” Aron Jackson pointed at Orren Beaumont. “Be very careful and discreet! Devlin is a man of some means.”

“Understood!”

Orren Beaumont patted his chest. “You can count on me!”

“Go on, and stay safe.”

Aron Jackson waved him off, and Orren Beaumont immediately turned and left.

“This isn’t his first act of betrayal, and I’ve entrusted him with responsibility again, hoping he’ll strive to prove himself.” Aron Jackson stood up, offering his seat to Julius Reed. “But he is indeed quite capable. Having worked for Caden Cook before, I hadn’t noticed.”

“Orren Beaumont is a bit strange.”

Julius Reed watched Orren Beaumont leave without saying anything further.

“Any news from Ivan Reed?”

Julius Reed wasn’t concerned with small players like Orren Beaumont.

“Ivan Reed has been keeping quiet. Since he finished off Caden Cook and others and caused trouble for Fabian Percival, he hasn’t stirred up any more trouble.” Aron Jackson tried to recall, as if something came to mind. “Right, they’ve been looking for someone.”

“Elwood Thorneycroft.”

Julius Reed said calmly.

“How do you know?”

Aron Jackson was somewhat puzzled, “I’ve always wondered, with Mr. Reed’s status in the capital, would it really be that hard to take care of Fabian Percival?”

“For him, dealing with Fabian Percival is as easy as squashing an ant.”

Julius Reed lightly tapped the tabletop with his hand.

“Then what does he want with Elwood Thorneycroft?”

This was something Aron Jackson had pondered for a long time.

But he still couldn’t figure it out.

“He’s after Elwood Thorneycroft because Thorneycroft has something he needs,” Julius Reed raised his head, looking at Aron Jackson. “He didn’t squash that ant because there was a black bear standing behind it.”

“The waters of Gonzalez City are getting murkier!”

Aron Jackson sighed, fatigue written all over his face.

The once unremarkable little city had become a hub of activity just before the year’s end.

Capital’s Ivan Reed, American Roosevelt, the Lopez family, and even Fabian Percival.

And behind them all, invisible puppet masters pulling the strings.

He dared not relax for a moment.

“How are the Lopez family members doing?”

Julius Reed suddenly asked.

“Those from the Lopez family were beaten up by the employees of Fabian Percival at Five-state International that day and left Gonzalez City overnight,” Aron Jackson spread his hands, “probably licking their wounds now.”

That day when Julius Reed was about to leave, he arranged for the security at Five-state International to inform Rocco Leocadia, who was waiting downstairs.

To tell him about the beating of Fabian Percival’s crew.

Rocco Leocadia, furious, led his men up and without an exchange of words, started beating the Lopez family members!

In the end, another group from the Lopez family arrived and embarrassingly took the beaten men away.

“By the way, boss,” Aron Jackson leaned in, his tone mysterious, “someone wants to see you.”

“Who?”

Julius Reed frowned slightly.

“Arlo Percival.”

“The husband of Jennifer Lopez? Zane Percival’s father?”

“Exactly! But Arlo Percival told me a secret,” Aron Jackson whispered beside Julius Reed: “Zane Percival is not his biological son. In fact, Arlo Percival hasn’t even laid a finger on Jennifer Lopez.”

“So you’re saying, Arlo Percival isn’t in as good a position as you are?”

Last time in Gonzalez City, Julius Reed arranged for Aron Jackson to sleep with Jennifer Lopez, and they even took some compromising photos.

“That’s why Arlo Percival wants to avenge himself on that woman!”

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Aron Jackson asked, “Do you want to meet him?”

“Sure.”

Julius Reed nodded.

Jennifer Lopez, being trapped at the Lopez family in the capital, could not possibly be in any danger.

And given the current situation, it’s uncertain whether the Lopez family could keep her under control.

News had come from the Wolf Cavalry lurking in the capital.

Jennifer Lopez had already begun to stage her last stand!

After years of operating, Julius Reed was more inclined to believe she could rise again.

In that case, Arlo Percival would be the best Shadow Warrior!

“He’s been waiting in the Copper Sparrow Terrace.”

Aron Jackson picked up the phone and dialed the front desk number: “Call in Arlo Percival!”

Half a minute later, the door to the office was slowly pushed open.

Upon seeing Julius Reed, Arlo Percival dropped straight to his knees!

“What are you doing?”

This act of kneeling took Julius Reed by surprise.

After all, the Percival family had some reputation in Gonzalez City.

Arlo Percival’s logistics park was very profitable.

Now to kneel upon meeting was somewhat unconventional.

“My son and wife have offended Mr. Reed, and although they have nothing to do with me, I am, after all, their nominal family member!”

Arlo Percival’s head pressed hard against the floor: “Mr. Jackson must have told you, I want that despicable woman to die without a place to be buried!”

“Tell me, what do you want to do?”

Julius Reed crossed his legs, looking at the furiously-faced Arlo Percival on the ground.

“I have evidence of her trying to harm Old Mr. Lopez!”

Arlo Percival looked up, his tone very serious.