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Emma left a note on the table: Mr. Williams, if I don't return, please take Amelia to the North and let her be a
soldier. Thank you!
Probably, only the North can guarantee Amelia's safety. Thinking of that, Emma left the house with tears in her
eyes.
She went downstairs, wanting to see the four martial artists who were killed.
Yet, not only did she not find their bodies, but there was not even a trace of blood on the ground.
Could it be that Zeke had really sent someone to clean them up? Why didn't I hear anything? So what if the dead
bodies were cleaned up? Sixtus isn't a fool. He'll definitely find out that it's our doing. There's no way we can
escape. I have to go.
Moments later, Emma arrived at Asger Manor in her electric scooter.
The luxurious Asger Manor covered an area of six hundred acres and had all kinds of facilities, including a golf
course.
Some people called it “Royal Manor.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe owner of Asger Manor was none other than Sixtus.
Despite it being late at night, Asger Manor was still brightly lit.
Emma knew that Sixtus was probably dealing with the incident earlier.
The gate was closed, so she stepped forward and planned to climb over it.
Before she touched the gate, a shadowy figure suddenly jumped out from a corner and pressed a sword on her
neck.
“Who are you? Tell me your name.”
With a trembling voice, she replied, “I-I'm Emma Jones. I'm here to see Mr. Sixtus.”
A sinister smile crept on the shadowy figure's face. “I see. You're Ms. Jones. Mr. Sixtus has been expecting. Please
follow me.”
Emma's heart missed a beat upon hearing that.
Mr. Sixtus has been expecting me? It seems like he already knew that the four martial artists were killed at my
house. I'm doomed.
While holding Emma hostage, the shadowy figure brought her to the main building of Asger Manor, Virtus Hall.
At that moment, there was a crowd of people in the spacious and luxurious Virtus Hall.
The thin figure sitting in the main seat was Sixtus.
To his left and right were his most trusted men, Eighteen Arhats.
The other forty people were powerful martial artists.
Not only were those people comparable to thousands of soldiers, but they were also the foundation of Sixtus'
foothold.
In the center of Virtus Hall, Ivan and his men were sprawled across the floor.
All of them looked miserable, especially Ivan.
His calf bones suffered a comminuted fracture, and many bones even pierced out of the flesh.
Sixtus urgently gathered the group of people late at night. He had suddenly lost contact with the four martial artists
whom he sent to punish Emma.
As a vigilant person, he immediately detected a strong sense of danger.
Thus, he gathered his men overnight to discuss the countermeasures.
In the meantime, his assistant was still trying to contact the four martial artists.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe crowd held their breaths, and there was a moment of silence.
Sixtus asked in a low voice, “How's the situation? Did you get in touch with them?”
In response, his assistant shook his head. “I'm sorry, Mr. Sixtus. I can't get in touch with them.”
Hearing that, Sixtus gasped and stated, “Most probably, something bad has happened to them. Any feedback from
the person who went to investigate the situation?”
“Please give me a moment. I'll contact him now.”
Shortly afterward, the assistant made another call.
After a while, he whispered, “Mr. Sixtus, the situation is bad.”
“Out with it!” ordered Sixtus decisively.
“Our people found out that there are bloodstains downstairs of Emma's house. They also discovered the items that
those martial artists wore at all times. It looks like they had fallen to death. It's probably done by the man who was
with Emma.”
In an instant, everyone in the hall gasped.
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