<strong>Capítulo 2025: Chapter 2025: The Intruder</strong>


    The president of the Martial Arts Association is dead.


    As the most anticipated existence in the martial arts world after the chaotic showdown on Dusty tform.


    Its boss mysteriously died.


    The official exnation given is that the president died due to a sudden old ailment.


    Yet, it still sparked spection among everyone.


    Aron Jackson in Gonzalez City kept spinning his pen, constantly monitoring the messages on theputer.


    He has many informants scattered nationwide.


    But until now, there’s no word on Julius Reed.


    “Aron, how is it going?”


    Itai Huntington pushed open Aron’s office door, her face full of anxiety.


    Though knowing Julius Reed should be fine, disappearing for several days without a word is worrying.


    “Sis-inw, you shouldn’t forget, the current status of the Holy Master is death.” Aron spread his hands helplessly: “Pranay Martinez said. If we are too mboyant, it might expose us.”


    The state Julius Reed wished for is for the outside world to believe he is dead.


    Only in this way can he investigate the matters of the temple.


    If Aron conducts a high-profile investigation, it may very well reveal this affair.


    If it dys Julius Reed’s major business, he can’t bear the responsibility.


    “Is there any news?”


    At this moment, Que Radcliffe also pushed the door and walked in.


    Since Julius Reed disappeared, they’ve had uneasy sleep.


    Behind Que, Hiddy dressed in red, showing a wry smile.


    “He’s fine. Your worries are somewhat excessive.”


    Hiddy walked into the spacious room, sat on the sofa, and picked up the tea brewed by Aron.


    “Sister Feng…”


    “You’re cursing me?” Hiddy raised an eyebrow, instantly scaring Aron into correcting himself: “Uh… Sister, this tea cost millions, it’s currently the world’s top tea. If you want to drink, I’ll get some for you.”


    Saying so, he immediately stood up.


    Hiddy’s methods are ruthless, Aron dare not offend her.


    “Forget it.” Hiddy shook her head, full of disdain: “This tea. Is not as good as my foot soak. Later go find Corbin Lee and have him get some tea soaked in my feet for you to try. It’s better than yours.”


    Aron grinned, scratching his head.


    A bit awkward.


    “Sister Hiddy, is Twelve really okay?” Que asked anxiously.


    Though she is Julius Reed’s nominal wife, she doesn’t even have the courage to speak in front of Hiddy.


    The way Hiddy behaved at the funeral was too domineering.


    No one dares to act recklessly in front of Hiddy.


    “You shouldn’t concern yourself with Julius Reed for now.” Hiddy crossed her legs and nced at Que. “I suggest you concern yourself more with yourself.”


    “Me? What’s wrong with me…” Que looked bewildered.


    Whoosh!


    Just then.


    The door was kicked open.


    A very strong man, each hand holding one of Aron’s bodyguards, stood at the door.


    “Who!”


    Aron was first stunned, then quickly pulled open a drawer, took out the hidden weapons box!


    Definitely not a friend!


    His bodyguards are very formidable, yet couldn’t even have the chance to report being knocked down.


    “The weapons box, won’t harm me.”


    Pruitt Wilde let go, the two bodyguards fell to the ground, gasping heavily.


    They didn’t die.


    Pruitt didn’t intend to hurt the Shadow Warrior either.


    “Who are you?” Aron looked at Hiddy as he spoke.


    He had a nagging feeling that something was amiss.


    Hiddy had just told Que to care about herself, and now someonees.


    And a stranger macho man at that.


    Could it be…


    “Kid, put down what you’re holding.” Pruitt, being taller than the door, bent over toe in.


    But clearly, as Pruitt, how could he stoop?


    He ced two hands on the door and gently pushed.


    Crash!


    The thick wall crumbled instantly.


    Pruitt crushed the cement above, making the door just fit him in.


    Fortunately, the building had a high ceiling, or else wouldn’t Pruitt tear this building down?


    Aron swallowed.


    He’s too strong, isn’t he?


    Even Hawthorne isn’t this fierce?


    But even if Hawthorne came, it wouldn’t help, Hiddy is here.


    If Hiddy can’t beat him, Hawthorne surely can’t.


    “You…what are you here for?”


    Seeing Hiddy sitting silently on the sofa, Aron had to muster the courage to ask.


    But Pruitt paid him no attention.


    “Are you Que Radcliffe?” Pruitt pointed at Que, opening his mouth.


    “I am!” Almost simultaneously, Itai Huntington stood in front of Que. “What’s the matter.”


    Uh-oh!


    Aron looked at Hiddy again, still very calm.


    Could it be…


    Does Hiddy intend to eliminate Que?


    Taking advantage of Julius Reed’s absence?


    If that’s really the case, would he be silenced?


    Moreover, Aron even if dead must protect Que.


    It must be this!


    A woman as domineering as Hiddy, how could she tolerate other women at Julius Reed’s side?


    Recalling the scene of Ulysses Huntington being eliminated, with blood pouring, Aron was terrified.


    “You are not.” Pruitt shook his head. “You’d better not be a meddlesome woman.”


    He gently blew air, Itai Huntington staggered, retreating continually.


    Pruitt stepped forward, directly lifting Que onto his shoulder, and turned to leave.


    Gone.


    “Sister Hiddy!” Though Aron knew this matter might be rted to Hiddy, he still spoke: “Que has been taken!”


    “I saw.” Hiddy raised her head, said inly: “But, what does that have to do with me?”


    “You…” Aron didn’t know what to say.


    Unable to contact Julius Reed now, he could only go find Hawthorne!


    Regardless of anything, Hawthorne is Demarco Mount’s man.


    Once the Wolf Cavalry is mobilized, there’s still a chance of rescuing Que.


    Thinking of this, he was about to leave.


    “You might as well see whether Corbin Lee listens to you or to me. Or if Hawthorne dares to defy my will.” Hiddy spoke serenely: “Even the Holy Master must listen to me.”


    Aron swallowed.


    If there’s no one to rely on, then he’ll have to go himself!


    Seeing Que abducted, he can’t stay indifferent!


    But before he could leave, Itai Huntington blocked him.


    “Sister Itai, even you…”


    “I trust Sister Hiddy’s character.” Itai Huntington nced at Hiddy on the sofa, then Aron. “Don’t stir up chaos! If you go, you can’t help any situation, you’ll just die.”


    “But…” Aron frowned tightly.


    “But nothing!” Itai Huntington said firmly: “Que will be okay.”


    “Why are you so certain?” Hiddy looked up, gazing at Itai Huntington, her face smiling.


    “Because someone as strong as Sister Hiddy, wouldn’t tolerate others acting recklessly in front of you.” Itai Huntington said with determined eyes. “Any excellent person is like this.”


    “I’m beginning to like you a bit.” Hiddy stood up, lifting Itai Huntington’s chin with her hand, whispered: “Not bad, the person was called by me. When the Holy Master returns, I’ll personally exin this matter.”


    After speaking, she turned and left.


    Hiddy was gone for five minutes.


    Only then did Aron dare to speak: “Que is really okay?”


    “I don’t know…” Itai Huntington looked solemn. “No one can see through Hiddy, no one can. She…is too terrifying.”