Later that night, Elijah came to stop in front of the giant gate of an estate and took in the environment before knocking loudly.
"Who is that uncultured person?" Came the voice of an angry man from behind the gate. A man opened the small gate, and Elijah stepped in, but the face of the man turned horrid at the sight of him. "Who are you? You must have missed your way here. Leave now before I break your legs" He threatened, clenching tight to the baton in his possession. "I'm here to see Old Master DiLaurentis. He is expecting me" This made the gateman laugh mockingly, "He's expecting you? You must be tired of living. Even notable persons are not fortunate enough to see the head of the DiLaurentis lately. Talk less of a riff-raff like you" With the way Elijah dressed, he must have stumbled out of the streets for a place to sleep. "Why don't you go ask him? I won't argue with you anymore" Elijah's tone was surprisingly calm as he spoke. "I see you want to sneak into this place, if you don't leave now. I'll be ruthless." His expression had become dark, and he was prepared to attack Elijah. "Uncle Phillip, what's going on there? Are you fighting with someone?" The sweet voice of a female came from the courtyard and her silhouette slowly appeared under the night's sky. "It's just a madman, Young Miss. Don't worry, I'll handle him now" Phillip promised. The young woman stepped out quickly and her frame was revealed under the bright light at the entrance. She was dressed in a night gown that revealed much of her porcelain skin, and her blue eyes were captivating. Elijah looked in her direction, wondering why that voice sounded familiar. The moment their eyes locked onto each other, they both froze in shock on the spot. Elijah, on his end, was confused, wondering if he had come to the wrong place. He spent the entire day trying to find this place, how could he have made a terrible mistake? Serena, on her end, gritted her teeth and wished she could cover herself in shame. This was the man in her bed early that morning. How dare he show his face here? Was he that greedy and was he here to blackmail her for more money? "Isn't this the DiLaurentis Estate?" Elijah mumbled in confusion. "He even found out about my family's name," Serena thought to herself, then commanded, "Philip, break his legs" Phillip grinned in excitement and steadied himself. Now that the young miss has asked, he wouldn't hesitate to beat this brazen man to death today. Just when he raised the baton, a thunderous voice resonated from the DiLaurentis Estate. "Stop!" One that made the baton fall from his hand in fear. Even Serena's body shook in fright when she looked. The one who was making his way toward them with the support of two guards was the head of the DiLaurentis family, the Old Master DiLaurentis. What could possibly make him appear today? It's been two months since he locked himself in the study and no one dared to disturb him. He would only send letters underneath the door which proved that he was still alive. "Serena, are you trying to cripple our guest?" His voice was filled with anger. Serena gasped in confusion. What was her Grandfather talking about? Before she could say anything, Elijah made quick steps forward and took and took the old man's hands respectfully. "How have you been? Old Master DiLaurentis" The old man laughed and surprisingly held Elijah's hands tightly, "Don't be too polite, Son-in-law. If you call me David, I won't be angry" Serena felt her anger dissolve into confusion. She didn't understand what was going on. It was as if she were a cast member in a movie and the director gave her the wrong script. Not only did her Grandfather refer to this riff-raff as Son-in-law, he even asked him to call him by his name David? Anyone who dared to call the old master by his name in the DiLaurentis household was courting death. Old Master DiLaurentis turned to the housekeeper and commanded, "Tell everyone I have an important announcement to make. No, no one is exempted" He then took Elijah away, leaving Serena in awe. "Did he say Son-in-law?" Phillip asked her. "He definitely misspoke" She walked away with an uncertain expression. Within minutes, the members of the DiLaurentis family in the Estate had gathered in the hall and awaited the old master DiLaurentis's presence. He had been unavailable for two months, so whatever he had to say was definitely important. When the old man arrived, he took his seat at the table and began to speak, ".... There's no reason for me to prolong this matter, so I'll go straight to why we are here. Twenty years ago, on behalf of the DiLaurentis, I made an agreement that helped us become significant in society..." The members of the family looked at themselves, wondering what the old man was talking about. "I promise the hand of one of ours in marriage to their heir. That family might be no more but I would keep to my end. I'm not an ungrateful man. Today, I announce the marriage between our Serena and Elijah Langston" The entire hall burst into confusion and commotion. The DiLaurentis didn't know which part of the bombshell to focus on. Serena's sudden marriage announcement or the fact that she is to marry a man who was supposed to be dead. The entire Langston family had been wiped out fifteen years ago, and even the rumors that their heir escaped weren't valid at the time. The Langston name had long died, and great calamity would befall any of the Brooklyn Heights family that dared to mention them in public. Was old master DiLaurentis thinking straight? How dare he do such a thing? Out of all the young women in the DiLaurentis household, he chose Serena, who had a list of rich suitors. When they looked at Elijah's clothing, it was evident that he wasn't living a good life and was struggling. Not only will he leech on them, but he will also be a source of calamity? What would happen when the word gets out that the last son of the Langstons married into their DiLaurentis family? "Father, you can't do this" The one who spoke first was Selena's mother, Margaret. How could she stand by and watch her beautiful daughter be traded to a useless man? If not for the old man's marriage restriction on Selena, she would have married a billionaire suitor already. "I didn't ask for your opinion, you are forbidden from speaking another word" The old man shunned Margaret before bringing out a marriage certificate, "My friend at the bureau has your names written already and authorized it, once you both sign this document, you are legally married" No one dared to speak or even oppose the old man after watching him silence Margaret, who was supposed to be his favorite daughter. Even Serena couldn't protest. Her position as the director of one of the family's branch businesses was facilitated by the old man, and he could take it away. If she leaves the DiLaurentis to marry a rich man, won't they find out that she was not untouched? Perhaps, if she marries this riff-raff, in a month, she would accuse him of forcing himself on her and then file a divorce. That way, her dignity would still remain. She took steps to the head of the table, picked up the ink, and drew her signature.Latest Chapter
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The Great Hall descended into pure chaos as the remaining disciples of the Iron Crescent Sword Sect completely lost their minds to bloodlust.Dozens of razor-sharp blades formed a suffocating, inescapable net of steel, all descending upon Elijah Langston at the exact same time. They attacked like a pack of starving wolves, abandoning all defensive forms in favor of sheer, overwhelming violence. Swords slashed horizontally toward his neck, thrust forward aiming to pierce his heart, and swept low to sever his legs. The air was filled with the terrifying whoosh of cutting steel and the maddened roars of men seeking to avenge their fallen Branch Leader. A coordinated strike designed to chop a man into a hundred unrecognizable pieces in the span of a single breath.“Damn it! Fall back or you’ll get caught in the crossfire!” one of the gunmen positioned at the rear of the hall cursed with a loud, frustrated voice.The mercenaries all had their military-grade assault rifles raised and saf
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The result of the violent sword technique was blinding: Elijah Langston was completely enveloped in a barrage of glowing crescent lights.Explosive noise ripped up into the air, filling the entire room with a deafening noise of shattering marble and splintering wood, and leaving everyone in the Great Hall stunned by the destructive result.The disciples of the Iron Crescent Sword Sect couldn’t help but gloat upon seeing what had just happened.“He didn’t even stand a chance. All it took was a single technique attack from Branch Leader Marco!”“Hmph! Can any outsider stand a chance against our sect’s special Golden Crescent Annihilation technique? He’ll be lucky if there’s anything left of his body to scrape off the floor tonight.”“So, this is the guy who’s giving people trouble under the name Insolent Expert? Even I would be able to handle him. He doesn’t even come close to Leader Marco. True strength doesn’t lie in sneak attacks and running the mouth!”They all said this while looki
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Unlike the deceased Mathias, who had tried to close the gap before executing his strike, Marco was on an entirely different level of mastery. As his body tore through the air, so did the heavy sword in his hand. He began swiping and slashing in a series of complex, bending arc movements while still in mid-air.What followed each devastating strike was a terrifying outburst of pure internal energy erupting from the blade. It perfectly followed the arc shape of his sword movements, manifesting as blinding, yellow crescent waves that glowed with a lethal luminescence. The energy blades were moving far too fast to be easily tracked by the naked eyes of an ordinary person.These various crescent energy waves tore through the air with a dangerous, explosive force. They collided with the massive, oak table situated at the center of the room, cleanly slicing through the thick, centuries-old wood as if it were wet tissue paper. Unimpeded, the glowing arcs headed straight for Elijah, who stoo
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Elijah Langston looked down at the discarded steel resting near his shoes. He didn’t flinch, or even scramble for the weapon. He simply raised his head, a faint, mocking smile playing on his lips as he looked Marco dead in the eyes.“You rehearsed that in front of a mirror, didn’t you?” Elijah asked, his tone dripping with patronizing amusement. “Be honest. We won’t let a word of this outside of here, right, guys?”He casually gestured toward the wall of heavily armed hostiles standing in front of him, treating them like an audience at a bad comedy show.Marco’s eyes turned a violent, bloodshot red, completely abandoning whatever composure he had left. His grip tightened around the hilt of his broadsword until his knuckles popped, the razor-sharp tip pointing directly at Elijah’s chest. “You!? Do you think your sharp tongue can save you tonight? Do you think I’ll turn my back and allow you to sneak-attack me? Hmph! That’s not happening.”The tactical mercenaries were losing their pati
Chapter 370
The moment the name “Elijah Langston” left Marco’s trembling lips, the atmosphere in the Great Hall changed.The sect members who hadn’t yet drawn their weapons scrambled backward, the sharp shing of steel ringing out in a panicked chorus as they took up desperate defensive stances. Behind them, the tactical mercenaries clicked the safeties off their military-grade assault rifles.Dozens of black muzzles and gleaming sword tips locked directly onto the young man standing by the throne.They had not expected Senior Mathias’s gruesome, effortless death a moment ago. But now, they realized their fatal error. This wasn’t a homeless squatter or a confused street rat—this was the Insolent Expert, the one they had been sent to butcher. Yet, looking at him… was he really this young? Was this casually dressed twenty-something really the nightmare currently causing trouble for the great families of Brooklyn Heights?“Insolent Expert? I find that title rather offensive,” Elijah noted, his tone
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The group of sect members hailed him with exaggerated praise. They all leaned forward in eager anticipation, because the Phantom Five-Strike Severance was a legendary move that only a few senior disciples of the Iron Crescent Sword, in all of Sorevia had perfected. It was said to be capable of slicing a thick bamboo stalk into five equal parts in the blink of an eye. Now, they were going to witness it used on a real human being.“Watch and learn, you inexperienced juniors! I won’t repeat myself!” Mathias warned, his gaze narrowing into focus.With a sharp exhale, Mathias leaned forward, and his body practically vanished. He tore through the air at a terrifying, explosive speed that only his fellow sect members were trained enough to track. To the gunmen in the back, he appeared to simply vanish.In one second, Mathias was standing with the group; in the next, he had arrived directly in front of the golden throne where the young man was still seated, entirely engrossed in his writing.
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