Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

Chapter 2687: Chapter 2687: Assassination

"Master?"

Nelson took a step forward in surprise.

But he found that the painting seemed unchanged.

It was still a lifeless painting.

The Southern Sea Nun in the painting looked kind, with a smile on her face.

"Did I just see things?"

Feeling a bit disappointed, Nelson knelt in front of his master’s painting, kowtowed three times, and stood up slowly.

He walked backward to the door, and when closing it, couldn’t help but take another look.

The painting was still a painting.

The person in the painting hadn’t moved.

It was lifeless.

This room was built by Nelson over the course of several months.

The arrangement inside mirrored the room the Southern Sea Nun had during her lifetime.

Everything inside was brought back from the mountain by Nelson himself.

Fortunately, although the Lu Family killed the people on the mountain back then, they didn’t set fire to it.

They only searched for a long time, and after confirming there was none and capturing a traitor, they pursued Nelson.

This allowed many things on the mountain to be preserved.

After taking control of the Southeast, Nelson returned to the mountain with his people to move those things down.

He then built a unique room here based on his own memories.

In the entire large courtyard, only he could enter.

There was no one in the room, only the portrait of the Southern Sea Nun.

Every morning and evening, Nelson would come here to pay his respects three times and bow nine times.

He knew his master would not come back.

He could only commemorate his master in this way.

Interestingly enough.

The room of the Southern Sea Nun happened to have this painting.

And it was intact.

The Southern Sea Nun depicted on it was lifelike.

From a distance, it indeed looked like a living person.

But up close, it was still pale.

Deathly still.

"Fortunately, this painting is still here, otherwise, I really wouldn’t know how to commemorate you."

Nelson took one last look, closed the door.

No one could paint his master.

Not even himself.

The door closed.

The room fell into silence once more.

But on the painting, the Southern Sea Nun genuinely smiled.

It was completely like a moving painting.

Even more surprisingly, the Southern Sea Nun inside the painting moved after smiling.

Even though she didn’t come out, such movements were still very uncanny.

The small courtyard wasn’t large, but it was right next to Nelson’s bedroom.

After annihilating the Lu Family and sweeping through the Southeast, Nelson gathered a large number of martial artists.

A very powerful force was established here.

Many sects had people handling matters here, and some even moved their entire families to the Southeast to show their loyalty to Nelson.

There were guards on duty at the gate of the small courtyard.

Ensuring that no one else could enter.

"Miss Nelson, today, emissaries from Boulevard Mountain have come, wishing to meet you."

A servant whispered beside him: "The guests from Boulevard Mountain seem to be quite unusual. They are very arrogant in their behavior here."

Any envoys sent by other forces in the past had been very polite.

After all, Nelson’s current status in the Southeast couldn’t be shaken by anyone.

All the experts had to show due respect.

Who didn’t know that the man behind this young master was Julius Reed?

But the people from Boulevard Mountain were the exception, showing no courtesy.

Of course, people from the Southeast were used to it by now.

"Let Boulevard Mountain create a fuss if they wish to," Nelson said coldly.

"This time it’s different, it seems Miss Merrill Caldwell has come personally?"

The servant said quietly: "It’s unusual. Merrill Caldwell sits at Boulevard Mountain, serving as Julius’s protector there, and now she comes personally to the Southeast, I have a feeling there must be something going on."

"Then let’s go have a look," Nelson said calmly: "Merrill Caldwell, this woman is not ordinary. If she’s here, there must be something."

"But outsiders..." The servant had his own concerns.

If Merrill Caldwell was acting like this, and Nelson himself went, would it not damage his image?

After all, the martial arts world in the Southeast was not nearly as peaceful as it seemed.

Undercurrents were surging.

At this time, maintaining authority was the most important thing.

"There’s no harm." Nelson got directly into his car.

The car headed towards where Merrill Caldwell was resting.

"Miss Nelson, we just received news that a few of our people executing tasks outside have been killed."

A martial artist sitting in the front passenger seat turned around, handed his phone to Nelson, and said gravely: "Now, who would dare to oppose us in the Southeast?"

Nelson said nothing, took the phone, looked at the photos on it, and asked: "In this area, who are the martial artists?"

"The only local dragon is Dirk Ridge of the Five-state Group," the martial artist thought for a moment and said with certainty: "Only him, no one else."

"Dirk Ridge?" Nelson shook his head: "No impression, you arrange people to investigate, whoever did it, kill them directly. And make it public."

His tone was cold, completely different from the young girl before.

"It doesn’t seem simple." Sitting in the back, Nelson looked out the window, frowning slightly.

The Southeast had just been unified.

All forces had outwardly submitted.

Even those not convinced, had been suppressed into silence.

Now, there was actually someone causing trouble, were they seeking death?

At this moment, his sharp eyes detected that there were people tailing them outside the car!

"Miss Nelson." The martial artist in front also noticed an anomaly: "Someone is following us, there are five people in total, the strongest is someone who has just stepped into the threshold of a Great Grandmaster, and there are four Grandmasters."

Their system was very complete, especially in ensuring Nelson’s safety, leaving no gaps.

When the Southeast had just stabilized, Julius Reed directly transferred elite members of the Wolf Cavalry to train Nelson’s security personnel.

"What are such personnel here for?" The martial artist chuckled, "Shall I arrange for someone to deal with them?"

"Let’s see what they want first." Nelson stopped them.

Very unusual.

There was someone causing trouble?

Following them definitely wasn’t anything good.

"What can such a group do? Could it be they think they can assassinate you with so few people?" The martial artist in front joked.

Nelson was a decent person, not very strict in private.

His confidant spoke without much restraint.

"You never know. In this world, who can say for sure?" Nelson looked at those people, feeling a bad premonition.

As the car made a turn.

The five people rushed out simultaneously!

Directly attacking Nelson’s car!

The martial artist in front was taken aback, immediately pushed open the door!

Bam!

The car door slammed into one of the Grandmasters.

The martial artist rolled over, unarmed, taking down all those people!

Even the strongest one, who had just stepped into the threshold of a Great Grandmaster, couldn’t last more than five seconds in front of this martial artist!

"Keep one alive." Nelson lowered the car window, "Take them to the mansion first."

"Yes!" The martial artist took a deep breath, almost negligent.

Such a few people really dared to assassinate Nelson?

"You guys, tie them up and take them away!"

The martial artist gave a command, then returned to the car, eyes still filled with astonishment.