<h4>Chapter 1592: Chapter 1592 Establishing Prestige</h4>


    Inside the Cloudy-Water Pavilion.


    Dead silence.


    The martial artists held their breath, not daring to make a sound.


    Their eyes were fixed on the phone on the table, where most of them could see the image on the screen.


    The undead warrior was sliced open by Julius Reed!


    Reduced to ashes.


    Another one, just recovered from severe injuries, was smashed into powder.


    Never to rise again.


    Yet three minutes ago, Mr. Grey had confidently exined, saying Caelum Danvers’ death was due to insufficient fusion time.


    What about these two undead warriors?


    Emotions of anger and shock began to spread among the crowd.


    Deception!


    This is deception!


    The immortality they imagined was nothing like this!


    Theughable part is that Mr. Grey dared to use this so-called immortality as a bargaining chip to drive them!


    But no one spoke.


    They chose silence.


    "Mr. Grey! How do you ount for my son’s life?" Sheeran ckwood’s eyes were blood red, his body trembling!


    The ckwood Family had only one son for three generations!


    Today’s event was originally meant for the ckwood Family to let Mount ckwood gain prestige!


    An opportunity to make a name in the martial arts world, to stand out before the Undead Tribe!


    Before the journey, Mr. Grey had firmly guaranteed that his son would not encounter any ident!


    But now...


    "Ah..."


    Crack!


    Sheeran ckwood smashed his fist down!


    The conference table exploded instantly.


    Vinnie Somerset’s face turned pale.


    But with the situation escting to this point, he had no way to stop it.


    After all, Sheeran ckwood was a martial artist of the town.


    And Vinnie Somerset was the chairman of the town’s martial arts association, secondly Mr. Grey’s henchman.


    At a time like this, if he chose to stand by Mr. Grey, he would surely lose people’s support.


    The most important thing is that Vinnie Somerset also started to doubt the Undead Tribe in his heart.


    If immortality was fake, what reason did he have to continue risking his life?


    "Let me take a look." It was Devlin who first broke the silence.


    He threw the cigarette butt on the ground and gently extinguished it.


    Then he walked to Sheeran ckwood, bent down, and picked up the phone.


    The screams in the video kepting, making Sheeran ckwood’s body tense repeatedly!


    He only had this one son!


    He poured all his energy into his son!


    He even saw Mount ckwood as the future of the family!


    But now.


    Mount ckwood was dead.


    Beheaded, body and head separated, not even a whole corpse.


    Crack!


    Devlin crushed the phone.


    Nobody knew what he was thinking.


    "I’m going out for a bit."


    Devlin turned around, nced at Mr. Grey, and with his hands in his pockets, left the Cloudy-Water Pavilion conference room.


    "Mr. Grey, are you not going to give me an exnation?"


    Sheeran ckwood stood in the center of the conference room, ring at Mr. Grey!


    The other martial artists all bowed their heads.


    "What kind of exnation do you want?"


    Mr. Grey leaned back in his chair, his expression indifferent.


    "You confidently said just now that the Undead Tribe cannot die! But your two warriors! Why were they killed!" Sheeran ckwood, with rage oveing reason, nearly lost his mind!


    He pointed at Mr. Grey, squeezing out a few words through his teeth: "My son, is dead!"


    "I know." Mr. Grey crossed his leg, nodded: "My people died too, two of them."


    "But you said they wouldn’t die!"


    Sheeran ckwood stepped forward, trembling: "You deceived us!"


    "idents happen. On the road to achieving great endeavors, anyone can die, everyone might die." Mr. Grey spoke calmly: "Among these people, including me, including you, including your son."


    "I can hardly believe, which of your words are true!" Sheeran ckwood gasped heavily, his emotions extremely agitated: "If you had said so earlier, how could I possibly let my son go! His death, you bear responsibility!"


    When these words came out, including Vinnie Somerset, all the martial artists’ hearts stopped!


    Daring...


    Dare to speak to Mr. Grey like that?


    "So, what do you want?"


    Mr. Grey stood up, slowly walked to Sheeran ckwood, and with his pale eyes, stared at Sheeran ckwood: "You say."


    "I..." Sheeran ckwood was at a loss for words.


    The person was already dead, what could he do?


    "There are only two types of people who can kill the Undead Tribe." Mr. Grey extended a hand, gesturing with two fingers: "The first is the one who killed your son. The second is us."


    Bam!


    As soon as the words fell!


    He suddenly kicked out!


    Sheeran ckwood, caught off guard, was sent flying backwards!


    His body mmed heavily against the wall!


    The one-meter-thick wall instantly filled with cracks.


    Puff!


    Sheeran ckwood climbed up from the ground, spewing a mouthful of blood.


    "This..." Vinnie Somerset reached out his hand, his face full of shock!


    After bing one of the Undead Tribe, their blood nearly vanished.


    But...


    But Sheeran ckwood!


    Why did he bleed?


    "Everything I gave you can be taken away." Mr. Grey twisted his neck, rolled up the sleeves of his suit.


    Step by step, he walked towards Sheeran ckwood.


    "Are you going to kill me?"


    Sheeran ckwood slowly crouched up, clutching his chest with his right hand, sneering: "Are you nning to silence me, or trying to kill the leader to make an example? Do you really think that by killing me, the martial artists of the town will still believe your lies?"


    Mr. Grey did not speak.


    He continued to walk towards him coldly.


    Getting closer and closer.


    "Ah!"


    Sheeran ckwood roared, summoning all his strength and charged directly at Mr. Grey!


    A final struggle!


    He wanted to fight like a cornered beast!


    If he could seriously wound Mr. Grey, the town’s martial artists would definitely not stand by!


    Bam!


    But the response was Mr. Grey’s relentless fist!


    Thump! Thump! Thump!


    Sheeran ckwood staggered back several steps, leaning against the wall.


    He lowered his head, looking at the ribs caved into his chest, as if he could see his heart being crushed.


    "Immortality... it’s just a dream."


    "Heh."


    Sheeran ckwood let out a bitterugh as his pupils gradually lost focus.


    Without support, the body slowly slid down along the wall, finally sitting on the ground.


    Dead with eyes open.


    "Is there anyone else who doubts my words?"


    Mr. Grey turned around, took a handkerchief out from his chest pocket, and wiped the blood off his fist. "If not, then carry out my orders!"


    "Understood!"


    The martial artists stood up, their legs trembling.


    Given Sheeran ckwood’s skills, he didn’t even survive a single move?


    "Remember, I’m not negotiating with you." Mr. Grey threw the handkerchief on the ground and gestured to Vinnie Somerset.


    "Mr. Grey!"


    Vinnie Somerset was taken aback, immediately jogging over. "What are your instructions?"


    "When Sheeran ckwood went crazy just now, you seemed indifferent?" Mr. Grey, hands behind his back, spoke calmly.


    "Mr. Grey, I..."


    Bam!


    Mr. Grey kicked again!


    Vinnie Somerset, like a football, crashed directly into the wall!


    Boom!


    With a loud bang, the wall copsed.


    "Cough cough..." Vinnie Somerset struggled to get up.


    He was undying, but he still had to endure pain.


    But now Vinnie Somerset had no time to worry about these; he was still alive!


    That was enough!


    Mr. Grey hadn’t taken away his undead state!


    "I don’t like people who think they’re clever." Mr. Grey coldly looked at him: "Next time, I’ll make you join Sheeran ckwood!"


    With that, he opened the door.


    Left the Cloudy-Water Pavilion conference room.