Chapter 692

"Seriously?" Leon gaped. He propped himself up using his arms, but struggled to do so without falling back to the bed as all his strength was drained.

Snow noticed that he was trying to get up and walked over to help him up, before putting a pillow behind his back to support his weight so that he could sit up.

"It's true. According to what I've found, Harold disappeared to god knows where with a dozen martial artists that reached the Realm of a Supreme Master and didn't show up again until three to four hours later. That's too much of a coincidence to even call it that. I'm at least eighty percent sure that he was the one who ambushed Quinton Hunt!" Vincent said.

Both Vincent and Harold were two powerful figures among martial artists and the two were always rivals, so he would not let Harold's disappearance for hours

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Though Harold was careful not to leave any marks behind him, anyone would have been able to guess that he

"Him?!" Leon was slightly taken aback.

He suspected Harold to be the culprit before, but since the disputes with the Fields ran deepest, he always thought that the Fields were the ones who attacked Quinton. It was only now that he finally found out that Harold was actually responsible for it.

"Uncle Vincent, thank you. I'll tell this to Mister Hunt," Leon said gratefully.

Quinton asked for his help with investigating the ambush and since he already found who was the culprit, he was relieved that he did not disappoint Quinton. He planned to inform Quinton about the results later on and it was entirely up to the Hunts to decide what to do afterward.

"Why are you even thanking me? I should be the one thanking you. If you didn't risk your life to save Snow, I don't even want to think about what might happen!" Vincent said, growing increasingly angry as he spoke.

Not only did Snow tell him that Leon was injured, even Snow herself was injured and came close to dying.

He assumed that the people who attacked the two worked for the Northern King and his resentment for Harold grew deeper.

"Snow, you'll need to treat that shoulder of yours. Get me a pen and a piece of paper and I'll write you a recipe for medication," Leon said to Snow.

He only managed to patch her up roughly back in the forest and finally had time to prescribe her with

medicine.

Leon could not raise his arms and could not write, so he could only spell out the ingredients for Snow to note

them down.

Once he was done, he muttered, "Uncle Vincent, I can't really move right now, so I might need your help in sending me back to the Shears," Leon said. He was too weak at the moment and he needed to rest. However, he did not intend on letting the attack go and once he recovered, he was determined to seek revenge.

"Sure, that's not a problem. I'll send you to the Shears myself! Harold has crossed the line this time and I need to discuss with Elder Shear to see how we can seek revenge for you and Snow!" Vincent said coldly.

Though Leon intended to take revenge after a few days, Vincent could not bear to wait when Harold sent his

men to attack Vincent's daughter and came close to killing her.

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