Chapter 392: Can Only Succeed, Not Fail
“Jason Buosont was killed in front of the Taylor family’s house?”
“From the capital?”
“There were at least two Complete Stage practitioners???”
At least!
During the battle at the front of the Taylor family’s house, although only Tim Lewis and Sean showed their astonishing strength, the onlooking Swordland residents thought that there were two Complete Stage practitioners among them, but the absence of a third person does not mean there wasn’t a third or even a fourth Complete Stage practitioner!
After all!
Tim Lewis and Sean’s performance was too dominant just now, the more dominant they were, the more confident they seemed, which made Trevor Mason feel uneasy inside his heart!
And so, Trevor Mason very cautiously used the words “at least” to prepare those present for what might come. He did this to prevent them from underestimating their adversaries.
Concerning Jason Buosont, Ernest Mason hadn’t initially taken the matter seriously. Thus, after receiving Jason Buosont’s plea for help, he sent Trevor Mason and two others without telling the rest of the group, not wanting to dampen their spirits.
So when they suddenly received the news, everyone couldn’t help but be surprised.
“Hmm,” Trevor Mason responded gravely to their shocked inquiries, “Their attitude was incredibly arrogant. They boasted that anyone who dares to enter Taylor House will surely die. And they plan to participate in tomorrow’s festival as well.”
As soon as Trevor Mason finished speaking, Loong Jackman, who had been following him, also stepped forward, indignantly repeating the arrogant words of Tim Lewis and Sean to the crowd. Even now, he was gritting his teeth, unable to quell his anger.
“Do they want you to leave?”
“Do they consider your words as mere nonsense?”
“Damn!”
“What audacity!”
As expected, upon hearing Loong Jackman’s account, everyone was incensed. They had just been discussing control over the Hill of Swords and Swordland. Now, Sean and his group were openly murdering in Swordland, disregarding them completely. Wasn’t this a blatant insult?
How could they bear it?
Immediately, an elder at the Complete Stage slammed the table and stood up, unable to contain his fury. “Who will join me in visiting Taylor House?” he challenged.
“I want to see… just how two people at the Complete Stage can kill me in Taylor House.”
As he spoke, his body surged with dark energy. Despite his somewhat aged body, he exuded an incredibly deadly aura.
Seeing this, Loong Jackman naturally was the first to respond, “I will.”
“I’m going as well!”
“Me too!”
“Why don’t we all go? If each of us spit, we could drown those ignorant bastards from the capital!”
Practitioners at the Complete Stage had their own pride!
In an instant, the crowd was furious!
However, just as the elders at the Complete Stage were about to leave, Ernest Mason, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke, “Everyone, hold on!”
Hearing this, everyone paused and turned to look at Ernest Mason.
Ernest Mason continued, “I understand your feelings, and to be honest, I too wish to join you and punish the uninvited guests from the capital at Taylor House. However, the festival is tomorrow and it wouldn’t be wise to stir up trouble now.”
“In my opinion…”
Ernest Mason paused to think, then he continued, “Although we have prepared thoroughly and eliminated most of the hostile forces in Swordland, what we’re doing is a monumental task. There are likely to be smaller clans in Swordland and foreign forces who will oppose us.”
“Coincidentally, they publicly executed Jason Buosont and others, breaking Swordland’s rules, and proclaimed that they would attend the festival at the Hill of Swords tomorrow. So why not let them stay one more night? Tomorrow, at the foot of the Hill of Swords, we can accuse them of breaking the rules, strip the Taylor family of their rights to the Hill of Swords caves in front of everyone, and if they dare to resist, we obliterate them.”
“Let’s use their blood and lives to deter the various forces that are eager to move!”
As the head of the Mason family, Ernest Mason is used to thinking about the bigger picture and won’t let a moment of anger ruin his plans.
For Ernest Mason, tomorrow’s festival is the most important matter at hand. Even if Sean and his group have killed so many from the Buosont family with such audacity, it is not enough for him to risk everything.
Upon hearing Ernest Mason’s analysis, the crowd exchanged glances, their eyes meeting with a certain amount of agreement, with the sole exception of Loong Jackman. His hot temper couldn’t tolerate overnight grudges, so he reluctantly began, “But…”
“I agree with Mr. Mason’s opinion!”
To everyone’s surprise, before Loong Jackman could finish, he was abruptly interrupted. The one to cut him off was none other than Jayden Harris, seated to the right of Ernest Mason!
With just one sentence, he effectively choked off Loong Jackman’s impending words!
Little did they know, among the Complete Stage practitioners present, apart from the old monsters of various Swordland families, three were practitioners of the Harris family brought by Jayden Harris from Crane. Their prestige as the foremost family in Crane was even superior to that of the Mason family. This was the primary reason Jayden Harris was treated as an honored guest by Ernest Mason.
“Well…”
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Loong Jackman glanced at Jayden Harris, gritted his teeth, and agreed, even though he was full of reluctance and discontent. He had dared to contradict Ernest Mason, but he wouldn’t dare to refute Jayden Harris. He had to swallow his anger.
He had no choice. He couldn’t afford to offend the Harris family of Crane.
At this point, Jayden Harris also stood up, picking up the glass of wine in front of him, and gestured, “Gentlemen, remember, our goal is the Hill of Swords. After tomorrow, all of Swordland will be under your control!”
“So, don’t lose sight of the big picture over small matters and let those vermin from the capital ruin our good mood.”
“Come!”
“Let’s drink to this!”
“Tomorrow, whoever dares to hinder our plan, whether gods or Buddhas, will be dealt with directly. Let’s just do it!”
Jayden Harris spoke with spirit, though not loudly.
Hearing this, the old fellows who had already walked to the front door of the hall hesitated, then turned back, picked up their glasses, clinked them together, and unanimously said, “Just do it!”
“Just do it!”
“Just do it!”
Years of planning came down to this moment. They couldn’t afford any mistakes.
They could only win, not lose.
If they lost, Jayden Harris could simply return to Crane and continue his life as the Harris family’s young master. However, the representatives of the various families present would be unable to protect themselves and would become the target of everyone’s arrows.
They couldn’t afford to lose!
That night, all of Swordland was filled with joy and celebration, like a festive holiday. The joyful atmosphere didn’t subside until the middle of the night.
However, beneath the jubilant atmosphere, a huge undercurrent was quietly brewing, like the calm before a storm…
The next day.
Early morning.
As the cacophony of insects and birds began, as the eastern sky started to lighten, as the first ray of sunlight bathed Swordland, the people of Swordland got up early, as they had in previous years. After washing and having breakfast, the streets quickly filled with crowds, like a surge of floodwaters, converging from all directions towards the Hill of Swords in the center of Swordland.
The annual festival day had arrived!