---- Chapter 3271 The ck-d man''s movements were incredibly refined. His figure cut through the night like a great eagle beneath Chetvine''s dark sky. He avoided the brightly lit main district and instead moved through the low, tightly packed buildings of the old town, weaving smoothly between shadows. Before long, he vanishedpletely into the night. When he appeared again, he was already on the outskirts of Chetvine, inside a lone house, and someone had been waiting for him there.
It was a clean-shaven, pale-faced middle-aged man, who merely nodded as a greeting when he saw the ck-d figure. His gaze immediately fell on Guillermo, who was being carried in the ck-d man''s hand. At this moment, Guillermo was half unconscious, blood still dripping from the corner of his mouth. His left eye socket was a mess of torn flesh and blood. Clearly, he was blind in that eye. The middle-aged man, Wesley Mackenzie, was utterly shocked.
" That brat could still unleash that kind of power and injure Guillermo this badly?" ---- The ck-d man, Cormac Cavendish, snorted coldly. "It''s not just about the injuries. If I''d arrived a momentter, Guillermo would''ve been dead for sure." As the two conversed, the semi-conscious Guillermo suddenly straightened his body. He staggered and nearly copsed. Without a word, he fumbled in his coat and pulled out a handful of pills, shoving them all into his mouth at once.
Then, without even ncing at the two men, he sat cross-legged on the ground and immediately began meditating As he meditated, hisplexion gradually improved. Cormac and Wesley did not rush him; they simply waited nearby. Wesley whispered, "Did you take care of Andrew while you were at it?" Though Cormac''s face was hidden, it was not hard to imagine that his expression was not pleasant. "No. Someone rescued him." Wesley frowned. "The Lloyd family still has experts? That doesn''t make sense.
Even those two hidden old-timers went with Donovan to confront the Hearst family!" Cormac shook his head. "It wasn''t the two elders. It was a woman in a in dress. I don''t know her identity, but before I ---- even entered the Lloyd family estate, we''d already locked onto each other. She''s incredibly strong. At the very least, I''m not confident I could take her on." Wesley was genuinely surprised. "Cormac, you''re the second-in-mand of the Cavendish royal family, and you can''t handle this woman?" Cormac Cavendish snorted. "I have no reason to lie to you.
This woman is also at the peak of martial god level. And judging by her fighting style, she seems like someone from the Holtrien military. But her martial arts foundationes from an ancient sect." Wesley fell silent, lost in thought. Cormac continued tly, "Although I failed tond the final blow and kill that kid, he probably has one foot in the grave by now. So going forward, he poses no obstacle to our grand n." Wesley smiled. "That''s good to hear.
Once Guillermo recovers, welll take him and break out of Chetvine." Cormac was about to speak when he suddenly turned his head toward Guillermo, who was meditating on the ground. At that very moment, Guillermo opened his remaining eye. With only one eye, he looked particrly grotesque, even ugly. He struggled to his feet, saying nothing. Then, he went to treat the ---- massive wound in his abdomen that Andrew had caused Cormac stepped forward. "Mr. Vazquez, let me help you." Guillermo said tly, "No need.
Your family certainly showed up just in time." Both Wesley and Cormac heard the dissatisfaction, even resentment, in Guillermo''s tone. Wesley smiled faintly. "Mr. Vazquez, you can''t me the Cavendish family for this. You suddenly ran off to the Lloyd family to kill Andrew. If Cormac hadn''t arrived in time, you might already be dead." Guillermo''s face twisted in agony as he grimaced in pain. He forcibly pressed medicinal powder into the gaping wound. Then, using a red-hot dagger, he sterilized the area around the wound, searing it inch by inch.
His ruthless method made Wesley''s eyelids twitch. Cormac, the second strongest member of the Cavendish royal family, however, showed no reaction. After treating his wound, Guillermo waspletely exhausted