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“Blood Contract?” Bu Xin was slightly startled and reached out to take the ancient scroll that Wendy handed over.
However, the next scene froze his movements. His fingers had already touched the slightly soft surface of the Blood Contract, but he found it impossible to complete the next action.
“Brent!…” Wendy's exclamation followed closely.
A figure shrouded in shadows had appeared behind Bu Xin without him noticing. The person's hand firmly gripped Bu Xin's neck, and the immense energy contained within that grip made Bu Xin certain that any slight movement on his part would result in his immediate death.
The sudden appearance of this person was overwhelmingly powerful; from the moment they appeared to the moment they controlled Bu Xin, he had not sensed a hint of danger. By the time he realized something was wrong, he was already being choked.
“Is this the person who came to assassinate me tonight? Is this the power of Intermediate Level 4?” A chill ran through Bu Xin, and he felt cold sweat trickling down his spine. He hadn’t even seen the other person's face before being easily subdued. It felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in a butcher's hands, completely powerless to resist.
It was laughable that he had overestimated himself by setting a trap, naively believing that he could contend with a strong enemy using schemes.
Now, it turned out well; the opponent had directly captured him alive. Absolute strength completely crushed all plots and schemes.
“Uncle Hawk, please don’t hurt him.” Wendy's urgent voice made Bu Wei pause for a moment.
“Uncle Hawk? How does Wendy know him?” Bu Xin wondered. Could it be that the person who had been plotting for so long to kill him was actually a member of the Aldra Family?
“Sister. You’ve failed. The Count will take action personally.” A harsh metallic scraping sound came from Hawk’s mouth. He showed no signs of life or emotion in his tone.
“No. Uncle Hawk, I beg you, my father will kill him.” Hearing Hawk's cold words, Wendy turned pale, tears streaming down her face as she looked at him pleadingly.
“The Count’s orders are not to be disobeyed.” Faced with Wendy, who was crying like a rain-soaked flower, Hawk remained unmoved, his words extremely stiff.
After hearing most of what was said, Bu Xin had some guesses.
It turned out that the person who came was not here to assassinate him tonight but was sent by Warren Earl to control him.
These two matters coincidentally collided, causing him to be suspicious. However, if it were just Warren Earl's arrangements, perhaps there was still room for maneuver.
Upon learning that his life was temporarily safe, Bu let out a slight sigh of relief. This feeling of being weak and at the mercy of others made him feel extremely frustrated.
"Wendy, it's okay. Just calm down. Uncle shouldn't mean any harm to me. Look, this big brother hasn't hurt me either." Bu spoke reassuringly, smiling at the tearful Wendy, whose voice had changed slightly due to being choked.
Wendy stared blankly at Bu's gentle smile, feeling a pang in her heart, her words choking: "But... Brent. What if..."
Shaking his head with difficulty, Bu interrupted Wendy's next words and smiled, "It's fine. Trust me, things will be resolved. You don't need to worry too much."
Wendy wanted to say something more, but Hawk suddenly pulled Bu's body, and a thick fog enveloped the two of them.
Wendy felt anxious and stepped forward, wanting to shout, but suddenly the fog dissipated completely, and the two figures that had been standing there vanished without a trace.
Outside the room, Locke and the others heard the commotion and rushed in, only to be astonished to find that the room contained only Wendy, who was sitting on the ground and crying uncontrollably.
A strong wind rushed in as Hawk moved at an incredible speed. His steps were peculiar; with each step he took, his figure blurred like smoke and instantly covered several dozen yards.
Bu's neck was held up by Hawk with one hand. The overwhelming energy emanating from Hawk's palm suppressed all of Bu's strength completely, leaving him unable to move even a bit as he was taken away.
Meanwhile, in the study, Warren Earl paced slowly. His brow furrowed slightly as a Middle-Aged Strong Man stood respectfully beside him.
"Does that boy have any idea where the news came from? What is the strength of the visitor?" Warren Earl suddenly stopped and turned to look at the Middle-Aged Strong Man with an authoritative tone.
"I haven't heard Young Master Brent mention where the news came from. As for the visitor's strength... Young Master Brent only said that the visitor is very powerful; relying solely on a few teams of guards would be insufficient to resist them. The visitor should be at least Intermediate level." The Middle-Aged Strong Man spoke hesitantly, somewhat nervously.
Warren Earl frowned at this response, seemingly dissatisfied. He snorted lightly and waved his hand dismissively: "You can leave for now. I will keep an eye on this matter."
"Yes, I take my leave." The Middle-Aged Strong Man bowed respectfully, slowly retreating and turning to leave the study.
Almost as soon as the Middle-Aged Strong Man stepped out of the study, Hawk appeared in the room with a confident stride.
Warren Earl seemed to have anticipated the arrival of these two, showing no surprise. He looked at Hawk with a calm expression, picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and casually said, "Nephew, your timing is impeccable. Come, sit down. I have some matters I wish to discuss with you."
Seeing that Warren Earl seemed serious this time, Hawk curled his lips into a cold smile but did not back down. He stepped forward and casually found a place to sit, hinting with his words, "Uncle, you summoned me so urgently in the middle of the night; it makes me quite uneasy. What is it that you wish to discuss?"
At this point, Hawk was unafraid of any consequences. With his limited strength, whether he resisted or not would lead to the same outcome. He decided to be bold and take a stand.
Rather than living in servitude, he preferred to face the situation head-on.
In life, there are many things one knows are impossible yet still attempts. But this time, Hawk only sought to be true to himself.
"Even now, you can remain so composed; it truly surprises me. However, at this juncture, you have only two paths before you," Warren Earl's deep voice resonated as his gaze turned icy.
At this moment, the heroic leader's imposing presence finally emerged from Warren Earl. The kind demeanor and warm inquiries were merely facades he wore daily.
Despite the oppressive coldness in Warren Earl's gaze, Hawk appeared unfazed as he chuckled lightly and said, "My dear uncle, the two paths you speak of are nothing more than death or submission to the Aldra Family and loyalty to you. However..." At this point, Hawk shook his head with a smile, appearing indifferent.
"You have no choice." Seeing Hawk's defiant attitude akin to a stubborn pig, Warren Earl's eyes glinted with cold light as his tone turned frigid.
"No, no. You are mistaken. I indeed have no choice; I also have no need for one.
Because before you threatened me, someone else had already posed a severe threat to my life.
Since I'm facing death tonight regardless, whether I choose or not is merely a joke." Hawk seemed genuinely unconcerned about life or death as he spoke confidently without a trace of fear.
On the surface, he appeared fearless, but inside, Bu Xin was extremely tense. His words were merely a delaying tactic.
Faced with the pressure from the Aldra Family, a Major Force, Bu knew he could not resist on his own.
To survive, he had to leverage the situation. By using the threat of those coming to assassinate him tonight, he aimed to make Warren Earl hesitate, forcing him to set aside his plans and deal with external threats first.
"The threat you mentioned... is it from the person coming to assassinate you tonight?" Warren Earl's attention was successfully diverted by Bu.
Perhaps in Warren Earl's eyes, with Bu's limited strength, it would be impossible for him to escape his grasp; he could take or spare him at will, so he was indifferent to any tricks Bu might employ.
Bu smiled lightly: "It seems someone has already reported this matter to you, Uncle. So what do you think? Should we deal with me first or handle the external threats?"
In the end, Bu looked at Warren Earl with a half-smile, laying everything bare on the table as a blatant scheme.
By saying this, Bu was also taking a gamble.
He was betting on his importance; for Warren Earl, unless absolutely necessary, he would not kill him.
Of course, since it was a gamble, there were risks involved. The consequence of losing could be death. But pushed to this point, Bu had no choice but to take the risk. There was no way he would submit and pledge loyalty.
"Do you dare to threaten me? Do you really think I can't do anything about you or that I wouldn't dare to kill you?" Bu's bold words made Warren Earl laugh instead of getting angry.
For a nobleman of his stature, it was the first time someone had dared to threaten him like this, and this person was merely a fish on his chopping board.
A piece of meat ready for slaughter dared to threaten him?
"Then go ahead and kill me. Whether I die early or late, it's all the same. If I die, so be it. What a pity that no one will participate in the Peak Showdown in the capital of Crook Duchy."
"At that time, there will be all sorts of rumors outside, saying that the participants from the Aldra Family are nothing but cowards, only daring to show off at the Seed Selection Tournament. Each member of the Aldra Family is a spineless softie, just..."
"Enough. Shut your mouth!"
Warren Earl's expression darkened, his gaze icy as he interrupted Bu's incessant chatter with an angry shout.
He didn't truly want to kill Bu; after all, the latter's immense potential was something he valued greatly.
Choosing to act tonight was out of necessity. The waters in the capital of Crook Duchy were far too deep.
Even for their Aldra Family, it was difficult to make any waves in the capital. If they allowed Bu to head there for the Peak Showdown, it would be easy for him to slip out of their control.
Having finally grasped this golden opportunity, Warren Earl would never let it go easily.
With Bu's talent, if he entered the capital, he would quickly attract the attention of many forces. At that point, olive branches would be extended one after another, and with heavy investments thrown in, who could guarantee that Bu wouldn't abandon the Aldra Family for a more powerful faction?
To prevent any unforeseen circumstances, Warren Earl had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure.
Only by completely controlling Bu could he feel at ease to let him go and strive for even greater glory for their family.
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