Chapter 705: Chapter 705 An Invitation And A Trap
Phoebe frowned. "The method to open the Mystic Realm? That’s a secret. I don’t know it yet."
"But if I can set up this academy, I’ll definitely get the method to open the Mystic Realm."
I let out a breath of relief and smiled. "Good. You should get that academy going as fast as possible."
Phoebe nodded, then asked, "Want to join the academy?"
"Me? I’d rather not. I’ve never been great with those fancy young guys." I gave a bitter smile.
"That’s too bad. The Scripture Pavilion at the Capital City Martial Arts Association has tons of good stuff," Phoebe said.
"Scripture Pavilion?" Those words made me change my mind instantly.
I said quickly, "I’m in! Sign me up."
The Scripture Pavilion really caught my interest.
It didn’t just have loads of techniques - it also kept records of martial arts world history!
For me, this was a chance I couldn’t pass up.
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Gyeon City, a fancy mansion.
Gene Massy limped back into the villa. The moment he walked in, he screamed in rage, "Damn it, damn it!"
In the luxurious house, a man who looked about thirty slowly opened his eyes.
This man seemed young, but he was actually over sixty!
He was the famous sect master Tristram Massy! Gene’s father!
Tristram looked at Gene and asked, "What happened to your leg?"
Gene clenched his teeth. "It was that Mason Raymond! He openly broke both my legs in front of everyone!"
"Mason Raymond?" Tristram’s eyebrows shot up.
"The one who killed Sybil Cooper?"
Gene nodded. "Yeah, that’s him!"
"Why’d he come to our Gyeon City?" Tristram felt uneasy.
He got up from the ground, his eyes showing a trace of worry.
"Gene, how’d you piss off this Mason Raymond? Don’t you know he’s not someone to mess with?" Tristram yelled.
Gene snorted. "What should I be scared of him for? Who knows if he’s just all talk?"
"Dad, are you afraid of that Mason Raymond?"
Tristram said coldly, "Even someone like Sybil Cooper died by his hands, let alone me!"
"You know those Great Families in the Capital City? They’re not something we can compete with!"
"If your father was really that good, why would he be hiding in this tiny Gyeon City!"
Gene sneered. "Dad, he broke your son’s legs, and you’re not only not getting revenge, but you’re blaming me?"
"He just broke your legs - you’re lucky he didn’t kill you." Tristram snorted coldly.
"I’m warning you, don’t mess with that Mason Raymond anymore!"
Gene stayed quiet. After a while, he suddenly said, "Dad, have you thought about how this could be a huge opportunity for us?"
"Opportunity? What kind of bullshit opportunity?" Tristram said with a cold face.
Gene went on, "Everyone knows the Great Families in the Capital City want Mason Raymond dead. If he falls into our hands, would our Aguilar family still have to stay here?"
"Plus, I heard the Capital City Martial Arts Association is taking students! With our connections, there’s no way we can get into that academy!"
"But if we kill this Mason Raymond, they’ll definitely give me a spot! That’s something that can help us jump social classes!"
After hearing this, Tristram felt tempted.
"Dad, the chance is right here! We absolutely can’t miss it!" Gene pushed while he had the advantage.
Tristram frowned. "But... I’m no match for Mason Raymond."
A weird smile crossed Gene’s face. "Dad, back then, you managed to take over Gyeon City’s fortune. Why not try the same trick again and take Mason Raymond’s fortune?"
"When it’s time to kill him, we won’t need to do it ourselves!"
Tristram looked at Gene and hesitated, his face showing conflict.
After a moment, Tristram gritted his teeth, and even more cruelty flashed in his eyes!
"Fine! Let’s try it!" Tristram said coldly.
Seeing this, Gene sighed with relief.
He sneered. "Mason Raymond, you’re dead!"
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The sky slowly got brighter, and I just woke up from sleep.
At my hotel room door, two people were already waiting.
One was Mr. Pauley from yesterday.
Right now, he looked respectful with a flattering smile on his face.
Looking at Mr. Pauley in front of me, I frowned. "Why are you here again?"
Mr. Pauley said quickly, "Mr. Raymond, I’m really sorry about yesterday. I hope you don’t hold it against me."
The man next to him stepped forward and introduced himself. "My name is Alexa Madron. I manage the Michelle Sect in this country. Today, I specifically brought York Pauley to apologize to you."
I rolled my eyes, then laughed. "Mr. Madron? Come in and sit."
Alexa Madron hurried in and explained, "Mr. Raymond, I’m really sorry. The person you killed happened to be York Pauley’s brother, so he has some hostility toward you."
"I see." I nodded slightly.
Alexa Madron said seriously, "Mr. Raymond, if it works for you, we won’t waste more time."
"The Michelle Sect has always been sincere toward Mr. Raymond, and the door to the Mystic Realm will open especially for Mr. Raymond!"
I was surprised. "We’re leaving now?"
"The sooner, the better," Alexa Madron said.
I thought for a moment. "Alright."
The group walked out of the hotel, and Stella Lucas was already waiting at the door.
Seeing me, Stella also breathed with relief.
She ran to me and whispered, "Alexa Madron is the biggest leader on our side. Don’t worry with him around."
I made a sound of agreement, not saying much.
Though Alexa Madron seemed humble, I always felt he was like a smiling tiger, hiding a knife behind his smile.
The group arrived at yesterday’s open space again.
Standing there, Alexa Madron didn’t immediately open the Mystic Realm. Instead, he asked, "Mr. Raymond, I heard from York that yesterday you found this place by yourself?"
I thought for a while and laughed. "No, I was just walking around and happened to come here."
"I see." Alexa Madron seemed deep in thought.
Then I saw Alexa Madron raise his palm, muttering something under his breath.
In moments, a circular light appeared in front of us.
"Mr. Raymond, please." Alexa Madron said politely with a bow.
I didn’t waste time. I pushed down the excitement in my heart and walked into the Mystic Realm.
