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Chapter 1035 Another Transcendence Level Expert

Chapter 1035 Another Transcendence Level Expert

An hour passed. The battle came to an end. Over a thousand guards of the Jefferson family lay in pools of blood. Additionally, two to three thousand more guards of the Jefferson family crouched, hands clutching their heads, having been terrified by the elite King's Leagues forces. They had no choice but to surrender.

Ezra, the Dragon House's leader, approached Aiden with a respectful expression, "Reporting to Master Aiden, the thousands of Jefferson family guards have all been taken care of!"

"Good," Aiden nodded in satisfaction. Turning to Chris, he asked, "Chairman, should I give the order now to charge into the Jefferson family and kill Ron Jefferson?"

Chris shook his head, "No need, I will handle it myself."

"What? You alone?" Aiden was shocked. They clearly had the upper hand. With one command, the elite forces of the King's Leagues could charge in. Even if Ron Jefferson had the strength of three men, he wouldn't escape death. But Chris, he wanted to go in alone? Aiden couldn't comprehend what Chris was thinking.

Without further explanation, Chris simply stated, "This is my command, just follow it."

"Yes," Aiden replied, not daring to oppose. Chris's power made him feel insignificant, leaving no room for disobedience.

At this moment, having given his instructions, Chris strode towards the Jefferson family estate.

Meanwhile, in the study, Ron Jefferson sat in a troubled state. He had an inexplicable sense that something significant was about to happen today. Suddenly, he heard the sounds of battle outside, and his pupils contracted sharply. Chris had arrived!

"Master, it's bad!" The butler rushed in. "Master, it's a disaster! Chris and Aiden are leading tens of thousands of King's Leagues elites in an attack. Our guards couldn't withstand them and have all surrendered!"

"What?" Ron Jefferson stood up abruptly, realizing that Chris had returned. However, he never expected that his several thousand guards wouldn't be a match for Chris and the others. "Where is Chris?" Ron Jefferson's voice turned icy.

"Chris..." The butler hesitated. "I'm sorry, Master Jefferson, I'm already at the door of the study!"

At that moment, a mocking voice echoed from outside the study. Ron Jefferson shuddered. Chris was already at the door of the study? How was that possible? Outside the door, there were hundreds of practitioners, all of them grandmasters and above. Had Chris really taken care of all of them so quietly?

Ron Jefferson clenched his fists and walked to the window. Pushing it open, he saw the bodies of hundreds of guards lying outside the study, including a hundred grandmasters. None of them were standing! As he took in the sight, Ron Jefferson's face paled, and he couldn't help but swallow hard. Chris... was terrifying. He had effortlessly overcome hundreds of grandmasters and above.

Suddenly, a figure appeared behind Ron Jefferson. "You don't need to make a move yet. When you find the right opportunity, strike to kill," Ron Jefferson instructed.

With that, he opened the study door. Outside stood the butler, trembling uncontrollably. His face was deathly pale. Behind him stood Chris.

Looking at Ron Jefferson, Chris said with a smirk, "Master of the Jefferson family, we meet again."

He patted the butler on the shoulder and said casually, "Alright, you have nothing to do here."

Hearing this, the butler scurried away. He had seen Chris single-handedly take down hundreds of grandmasters and above.

Ron Jefferson stared at Chris, his eyes narrowed. "Chris, I didn't expect you to have the audacity to come here." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"As the saying goes, guests from afar bring happiness. Why, aren't you going to invite me in for a chat?" Chris chuckled lightly.

"Come in," Ron Jefferson grunted, then turned and entered the study.

Chris showed no sign of nervousness. He walked in as if he owned the place.

Seeing this, Ron Jefferson's heart sank. He didn't know if Chris was fearless or if he was truly prepared, utterly unafraid of any danger. Chris was undeniably powerful. Not only had he severed one of Ron's arms, he had effortlessly dealt with hundreds of his guards. Such strength likely placed him among the top individuals even in the Transcendence level.

After entering the study, Chris sat down on the sofa without any courtesy. Ron Jefferson looked at him warily. "Chris, what do you want?"

As the saying goes, "A good person does not come; a person who comes is not good." Chris's visit this time surely held no good intentions.

"Are you from the Hall of Death?" Chris asked bluntly, leaving no room for small talk.

"What nonsense are you spouting? What Hall ofof Death? I've never heard of it!" Ron Jefferson's face turned pale at Chris's words. He hurriedly denied any involvement. He couldn't fathom how Chris knew about the Hall of Death. It was an incredibly mysterious organization, unknown to most people.

Seeing Ron Jefferson's reaction, Chris was convinced that Ron Jefferson was indeed associated with the Hall of Death. After all, he had found a fragment of the Dragon Emblem on Ron Jefferson, and this led him to suspect his affiliation.

"Heh," Chris sneered, "Regardless of whether you are from the Hall of Death or not, today you are as good as dead."

Upon hearing this, Ron Jefferson's anger flared. "Chris, do you really think you can kill me today?"

As soon as Ron finished speaking, a powerful aura emanated from him. Chris remained nonchalant, "I know there's another Transcendence level expert inside your study, but unfortunately, he won't be able to save you."

Boom! Ron Jefferson's body shuddered at Chris's words. He looked at Chris in disbelief. How could Chris possibly know about the other Transcendence level expert inside the study? Through gritted teeth, Ron asked, "Did that traitor Night tell you?"

Once, Ron had two Transcendence level experts under his command, and one of them was Night. However, Night had betrayed him and sided with Chris. If it weren't for Night's betrayal, how could Chris have known about the other Transcendence level expert in the study?

"Tch," Chris scoffed, "No need for Night to tell me. Although that person concealed himself well, I sensed a faint presence about him."

Sighing, Chris continued, "Ron Jefferson, there was no enmity between us at first. Blame it on your irresponsible son, who repeatedly provoked me and even insulted my wife. Could I have let him go?" Hearing Chris's words, Ron Jefferson wanted to explode in rage. Chris had already killed his son, Tim Jefferson. At this point, anything was fair game. The blood feud demanded retribution. This debt, he would make Chris pay for it!

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