Chapter 646: Chapter 646 The Scent Of Blood
Phoebe Billy appeared to have reached a monumental decision, terror filling his gaze.
The fact that Mason Raymond hadn’t perished struck Phoebe Billy like lightning from clear skies!
This meant his daughter might face peril!
"President Cooper, that Mason Raymond survived completely. The mysterious robed figure is Mason Raymond!" Phoebe Billy declared with panic written across his features.
However, Sybil Cooper couldn’t suppress a mocking laugh. "Phoebe Billy, have you lost your mind? That robed figure is Mason Raymond? Has your brain malfunctioned?"
"Mason Raymond shows promise, but what gives him the power to eliminate nine elite fighters from the Capital City Martial Arts Association? With a single attack?"
"How could he possess the strength to battle eight black and gold robe bearers?"
"No youth on earth could accomplish this! Not even Alberto Sean!"
Sybil Cooper’s declaration carried weight and conviction.
Phoebe Billy pleaded desperately, "President Cooper! Though I wish I could deny it, it’s the truth! The robed figure is Mason Raymond!"
While they spoke, someone stepped through the entrance.
None other than Alberto Sean himself.
"What’s happened to all of you?" Alberto Sean observed the bloodstained black and gold robes with confusion.
"Greetings, Young Master Sean." The group acknowledged him together.
Sybil Cooper chuckled and explained, "Young Master Sean, your arrival couldn’t be better timed. We sent eight black and gold robes, yet we still failed to apprehend the robed figure, allowing his escape while he wounded several of our people."
Upon hearing this, amazement flickered across Alberto Sean’s expression.
"That robed figure... possesses such power?" Alberto Sean gasped with shock.
One should understand that even the present Alberto Sean might struggle to break free from eight black and gold robes!
Sybil Cooper gave a slight nod and confirmed, "Absolutely, the robed figure’s power exceeds our expectations. Young Master Sean, exercise caution."
Alberto Sean grinned and replied, "Understood, President Cooper."
"Ah, yes, Phoebe Billy just claimed the robed figure is Mason Raymond." Sybil Cooper mentioned with amusement.
At these words, Alberto Sean burst into laughter. "Vice President Billy, stop joking. Mason Raymond? Does he possess such capability? Furthermore, he’s already deceased."
"It’s the truth!" Phoebe Billy responded frantically, attempting to justify himself.
"Mason Raymond truly is that robed figure!"
Hearing this, Alberto Sean couldn’t help but scoff. "Phoebe Billy, let’s ignore the fact that Mason Raymond is already gone. Even if he lived, do you believe he has such talent?"
"Even I might struggle with such a feat now!"
Clearly, nobody accepted that Mason Raymond was the robed figure.
After all, nobody wished to accept that Mason Raymond had accomplished so much at their age.
Phoebe Billy realized his arguments fell flat and found himself speechless for the moment.
His mind churned with chaos, primarily concerned about his daughter perishing by Mason Raymond’s hand!
"May fortune smile upon me, I pray Mason Raymond remains unaware of my involvement in this matter..." Phoebe Billy could only offer silent prayers.
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At this moment, I had already escaped back to the civilian house.
My body bore numerous wounds, my breathing labored, and I was considerably injured.
As for the black robe, it was already shredded and resembled a tattered cloth.
"I nearly perished at their hands..." I wiped blood from my mouth’s corner, my expression somewhat grim.
I felt concern in my heart at this moment as well.
I worried about revealing my identity, in which case the Capital City Martial Arts Association would certainly dispatch forces to eliminate me!
"Phoebe Billy... How dare you try to harm me!" I drew a deep breath, coldness flashing across my face!
I settled cross-legged on the floor, gradually healing my injuries.
Meanwhile, the outside world had erupted with excitement!
"The Capital City Martial Arts Association deployed eight black and gold robes, yet they still couldn’t eliminate the robed figure!"
"Word has it that the Capital City Martial Arts Association thoroughly analyzed and prepared for the robed figure, but they still came up empty-handed!"
"Furthermore, three Capital City Martial Arts Association members wearing black and gold robes sustained severe injuries!"
"Remarkable, it’s been years since anyone managed to challenge the black and gold robes. I truly wonder where this robed figure originated."
Temporarily, gossip circulated, and the Capital City Martial Arts Association not only failed to assert its dominance but lost even more credibility.
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In a Capital City teahouse, several well-dressed young men had assembled.
"You’ve all learned about it, haven’t you?" Pearson Bowman sipped his tea and inquired nonchalantly.
"Eight black and gold robes... such immense power, yet still unable to eliminate the robed figure."
"I truly wonder where this robed figure comes from, it’s frightening."
Even the typically arrogant Zora Solomon nodded slightly and commented, "Indeed, eight black and gold robes, sufficient to destroy an entire Family. This robed figure must be a concealed Old Undying."
As they conversed, Alberto Sean approached from nearby.
Upon seeing Alberto Sean, the group acknowledged him one by one.
"Young Master Sean, you must have learned about it as well," Pearson Bowman asked with a grin.
Alberto Sean nodded slightly and said, "I visited the Capital City Martial Arts Association today. You wouldn’t believe what Phoebe Billy told me."
"What? He wants to personally apprehend the robed figure?" Pearson Bowman teased.
Alberto Sean shook his head and sneered, "Phoebe Billy claimed that the robed figure is Mason Raymond."
"Mason Raymond?" Upon hearing these words, everyone shook their heads.
"If Mason Raymond were that robed figure, then he would rank first among Capital City’s younger generation."
"No young person can break free from eight black and gold robes."
Even Elena Green found it somewhat impossible.
Those were eight black and gold robes! Their power was beyond imagination!
Even apprehending international criminals didn’t require deploying eight black and gold robes!
"I find it absurd as well," Alberto Sean scoffed.
"However, having mentioned that, the robed figure might genuinely have a strong connection with Mason Raymond." At this point, Alberto Sean shifted topics.
"Oh? What makes you say that?" The group asked in unison.
Alberto Sean snorted, "The technique employed by this robed figure resembles that of Mason Raymond quite closely, and they both possess remarkably strong physical capabilities!"
"According to our speculation, this person must be related to Mason Raymond. Most likely, he came seeking revenge for Mason."
The group suddenly comprehended, "No wonder such strength! It turns out to be Mason Raymond’s Master!"
"Being capable of training a disciple like Mason Raymond, it’s natural that he’s no ordinary person."
Even if Mason Raymond had revealed his technique, nobody suspected his involvement.
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At night.
Phoebe Billy returned home with anxiety.
The instant he opened the door, he detected a sharp scent of blood!
Glancing around, he discovered me sitting on the sofa!
Phoebe Billy’ expression changed drastically! He rushed inside and shouted furiously, "Mason Raymond, what have you done to my daughter!"
I cast Phoebe Billy a cold look, lifted my hand, and struck him across the face!
Phoebe Billy rose from the floor and snarled angrily, "You dare touch my daughter! I’ll end you!"
His aura erupted as he advanced toward me!
"Dad, you’re back!"
Just then, a little girl’s voice emerged from within the room.
Seeing the little girl, Phoebe Billy paused momentarily.
He hurriedly ran to the little girl’s side, touching her face, examining her thoroughly, and asked with a terrified expression, "Daughter, you... are you okay?"
