Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

Chapter 348: Chapter 348: I’m in a Hurry_1

“Skyfire has gone too far! First, they killed the servants in my manor, then humiliated my father! Now they dare to provoke us by coming to our doorstep, thinking the Ridge Family has no one to answer them?” Anselm Ridge suddenly stood up from the ground and bellowed, “Where are the warriors of the Ridge Family?”

“We are at the Ridge Family’s service!”

Immediately, more than a dozen men stepped out from beyond the gate.

These men were all experts nurtured and paid for by the Ridge Family, usually helping with the family’s affairs and safeguarding the family’s security.

Now that someone had come causing trouble, it was a good opportunity for these men to show their worth.

“Father, what are your orders?” Anselm Ridge turned and looked at Truman Ridge, bowing as he asked.

Truman Ridge was the true Family Head, and even for a fight outside, it was necessary to ask the Family Head for instructions first.

It was the rule.

“Hmph! Someone already warned Skyfire over the phone, but these people haven’t held back in the slightest!” Even with his normally good temper, Truman Ridge was a bit irritable at this moment, due to the butler’s death.

“Go! No matter how many you kill, it doesn’t matter!”

The woman on the phone had already made assurances, and since she could sneakily kill the butler without anyone noticing, it meant she certainly had the capability to deal with Skyfire.

Now, since the other party had caused trouble first, even if the Ridge Family killed these people, the woman would still hold Skyfire accountable!

“Understood!” Anselm Ridge gave a deep bow to Truman Ridge, glanced at the other Ridge Family members in the great hall, and turned around to lead his men to the mountain gate.

Meanwhile, Hamza had already started cursing the mountain.

The Green-clothed Swordsman might be very powerful, but with these men as his support, Hamza wasn’t too afraid.

Furthermore, upon his arrival, Julius Reed had already assured him that the Green-clothed Swordsman wouldn’t make a move!

Thinking about the numerous miraculous feats of this young man before, Hamza was quite willing to believe it.

Boom boom boom!

With a series of thunderous noises, the mountain gate slowly opened.

“Skyfire, you’ve bullied us too far!”

Anselm Ridge walked out from the mountain gate with the experts of the Ridge Family, his tone filled with anger.

Having been stepped on the face like this, if they didn’t take action, they might become the laughing stock of the Five-river Province.

“We’re bullying you alright, what are you going to do about it?” Hamza scrutinized, and upon confirming that the Green-clothed Swordsman hadn’t followed, he felt even bolder.

Following Julius Reed’s instructions to the letter, he provoked aggressively, “The Ridge Family must be blind to oppose Skyfire!”

“So it’s you!”

Seeing Hamza, Anselm Ridge grew even angrier, “You’re not following by the Saint Heir’s side, but come here to curse our mountain gate, aren’t you afraid of becoming a laughing stock if word gets out?”

He remembered this man with a tank top very clearly, as he had been there when the Saint Heir took action.

Any doubt Anselm Ridge had about Skyfire’s provocation was now completely dispelled, and he fully believed it was their doing.

“A laughing stock? Only the weak get laughed at! The strong already killed those who would laugh.” Although his arm was in pain, Hamza, standing in front of the Ridge Family gate, spoke arrogantly and excitedly.

Even the Saint Heir had to be cautious when facing the Ridge Family, but he did not have such concerns and could say whatever he wanted!

Free from the constraints of Skyfire’s rules, Hamza felt utterly liberated.

“Ulysses Reed, please teach me!”

A burly man stepped out from the ranks of the Ridge Family, carrying a mountain axe and radiating a murderous aura!

“King of Strength, Ulysses Reed!” Anselm Ridge introduced from behind, “With a mountain axe that can chop down trees three meters thick, he can crush a tiger to death with one hand! Those of you not afraid to die, come and challenge!”

Upon Ulysses Reed’s arrival, a smile appeared on Anselm Ridge’s face.

This was a samurai he had paid a hefty sum for, with unmatched brute strength!

Looking back at Hamza’s companions, they were clearly no match!

One among them was as thin as a rake, looking like he could be blown away by a gust of wind.

“I am Ulysses Reed, anyone who wishes to…”

Pfft!

Before he could finish his sentence, the very man Anselm Ridge had mocked for being thin suddenly leapt forward, his longsword cutting through the air and precisely striking Ulysses Reed’s throat.

Zzzzt!

The longsword returned to its sheath.

“Excuse the laughter!”

The Skinny Monkey bowed with hands clasped, smiling at the Ridge Family members and Ulysses Reed in front of him.

Plunk!

Ulysses Reed fell to his knees, dead without closing his eyes.

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A sword to the throat!

“This…”

Anselm Ridge blinked, unconsciously swallowed saliva, and stood rooted to the spot, not knowing what to do.

Ulysses Reed hadn’t even made a move yet!

Back then, he had witnessed the marvel that was Ulysses Reed firsthand, not to mention his immense strength, but also that axe which could split mountains and was an invincible weapon!

Yet now, he hadn’t even had the chance to fight back before he was killed by that tiny and weak-looking man he hadn’t even taken seriously?

It wasn’t just him, even Hamza stood frozen in place, his eyes fixed on Ulysses Reed.

Now he finally understood what the tiny man’s words really meant.

Even if his arm wasn’t injured, he would definitely not be a match for the tiny man, perhaps he could last one or two moves, but certainly no more than three.

There’s nothing to be pleased about defeating someone so strong.

Thinking about Julius Reed, who could easily command the men behind him, Hamza felt a chill pass through him once again.

The last bit of rebel thought in his heart vanished.

Defecting would lead to a miserable death, he didn’t have the courage for that.

“Are these so-called experts of the Ridge Family all so vulnerable?” Hamza barely managed to regain his composure and continued with his provocations.

He noticed a problem: the group of people behind him were fearsome fighters, but when it came to cursing, they were completely inept.

They were the kind who were fierce in action but sparing with words.

“You…”

Confronted with the provocation, Anselm Ridge was shaking with anger, yet he found himself speechless.

His own man hadn’t even made a move before dying, what dignity was left for him?

“Who will fight? If anyone can kill this Skinny Monkey, I’ll give them fifty million!” Anselm Ridge bellowed, causing many to stir with excitement again.

As the saying goes, monetary rewards can bring out the courage in men, and soon, three people stepped out of the crowd.

“We are willing to serve for the Ridge Family!”

All three were strong, each with a little fame in the underworld.

Thinking that Ulysses Reed might’ve been careless before, Anselm Ridge felt a little better.

Now that everyone was alert to his group of men, the earlier contempt in their hearts had vanished, and victory seemed likely without much issue.

“Osby Michael!”

“Nayden Leopold!”

“Jade Sinclair!”

After announcing their names, each of them picked up their weapons.

“I wonder which one of you would like to spar first?” Anselm Ridge regained his confidence once more.

All three were masters, and in the day-to-day, defeating ten men each was quite easy for them.

“Come at me all at once,” said the Skinny Monkey, glancing at his watch. “I’m short on time.”

“Audacious!”

“Disrespectful!”

“Prepare to die!”

The three tightened their grip on their weapons, feeling insulted.

“So much nonsense!”

The Skinny Monkey looked at the three men impatiently, then vanished on the spot!

“Where did he go!”

The three felt a rush of panic, sensing a chill from behind!

“Be careful!”

Anselm Ridge’s pupils shrank, but his warning came too late.

“Pfft!”

Three consecutive swords!

The three hadn’t even had time to turn around before all collapsed to the ground.

Dead as doornails.