<h4>Chapter 2191: Chapter 2191: Mummies</h4>


    As he stepped out, all eyes outside turned towards him.


    Among them were three women, some girls serving tea and water, and a few girls brought by Atticus Reed to serve.


    Terry Moore looked like he had almost sobered up.


    He seemed much more alert.


    "Close the door," Julius Reed said, and as soon as his words were spoken, Hawthorne rushed forward and locked the door tightly.


    "What do you guys want to do?" the three women eximed.


    They initially thought Atticus Reed went inside to bring Eliezer Pine out.


    But the person who came out was this guest instead.


    The three immediately felt something was off because ording to the rules, no guest should have ess to them.


    They were the signature of the Gills Alliance and the source of fame.


    Now with the door closed, they suddenly had a bad feeling.


    "Recovered? I thought you were so enthralled you’ve forgotten yourself." Julius Reed looked meaningfully at Hawthorne.


    "Haha! You underestimate me. Who am I, Hawthorne? I was just self-hypnotizing, not affected at all," Hawthorneughed loudly, eyes curious, "Enjoyed it?"


    "Enjoyed, my foot!" Julius Reed snapped back angrily, saying, "Guard the door, anyone who tries to leave, kill without mercy."


    With that, he walked over to the table.


    The girls serving tea and water stood frozen in fright.


    Julius Reed picked up a wine pot, poured himself a drink, and downed it in one.


    "Let’s start with you, take her to the room," he pointed at the false Isabe Warm.


    At this point, the three women were already pallid with despair, realizing that Atticus Reed had met with misfortune.


    "What do you want! I warn you, this is the Gills Alliance, you don’t get to do whatever you please,"


    The fake Isabe Warm, though like the real Isabe Warm, had a fiery temper.


    If it were the real one, she would have acted by now.


    She wouldn’t just be bluffing like this.


    "Alright, let’s try gentle persuasion first," Julius Reed pulled out a chair and sat down. "From now on, I ask, you answer. If we can talk this out, great. If not, we’ll resort to force."


    The three remained silent, which was a tacit agreement.


    "What is this ce?" Julius Reed asked the first question.


    "The Gills Alliance," Isabe Warm replied.


    "What kind of ce is the Gills Alliance? Is it a brothel?" Julius Reed asked further.


    "Yes," the fake Grace River answered, full of presence.


    "A brothel, I came to a brothel for girls, spent money, that’s fair, right?" Julius Reed continued questioning.


    "That’s right, but we sell art, not our bodies. You can look for other girls, but not the four of us," the fake Lillian Tompson shook her head, quite assertively.


    Their hands were on their instruments, ready to act, prepared for the worst.


    "Why not? What makes you four different? Stop being hypocritical!" Julius Reed admonished sharply, "Fine, but your people said if you voluntarily agree, then no one will interfere, right?"


    "Correct! But now none of us are willing, including Eliezer Pine. We suspect you used some trick," Isabe Warm forcefully retorted. "Don’t forget, this is our territory. If you follow the rules, you’re our guest. If not, don’t me us for being rude."


    With these words, the others were already preparing to strike back.


    This guy didn’t look like someone to be trifled with.


    Perhaps he was deliberately causing trouble, or he was some overly arrogant scoundrel.


    But in the eyes of the girls, with the backing of the Gills Alliance, no one would seed.


    "Shadow Kims, make them willing," Julius Reed gestured, and Shadow Kims stood up.


    "Sisters, take action!"


    Isabe Warm squinted her eyes and fiercely plucked the strings of her zither!


    Buzzing!


    The sound waves, like a shockwave, began to prate everyone’s minds.


    Amidst the turbulence, it seemed as if one’s head was about to explode!


    Terry Moore was the first to be affected, clutching his head in agony.


    "Keep going, put in some effort." Julius Reed gently pinched his hands together, and at his fingertips appeared two points of white light.


    He extended his hand, directly cing the points of light into Terry Moore’s ears.


    The sound instantly vanished.


    Terry Moore opened his eyes, looking at Julius Reed in awe.


    His eyes filled with admiration!


    "If this is all you’ve got, then I’m very disappointed," Julius Reed took a deep breath and stepped forward.


    The first step.


    His foot nted on the ground, the sound was suppressed significantly!


    The three women shivered, obvious panic in their eyes.


    But they didn’t dare stop their actions, and someone even began to sing.


    The song mixed with beautiful music, as if trying to erode one’s soul.


    Julius Reed took a second step.


    Bang!


    An invisible wave erupted.


    Directly destroying the instruments!


    The three women all fell to the ground amidst the dust in the room.


    "Now, are you willing?" Julius Reed coldly asked the three.


    "Don’t push us too far!" Isabe Warm said fiercely, her eyes full of fierce light!


    This made Julius Reed feel something was very off.


    It didn’t look like human eyes.


    "Shadow Kims, take care of this," Julius Reed said calmly.


    Just as he spoke, the bodies of the women began to rapidly wither!


    Soon after, they turned into dry corpses!


    "Now, are you still interested... hahaha!" the threeughed loudly.


    These dry corpses were exactly the same as those under Hill Leocadia!


    "Faceless Ones!" Julius Reed eximed.


    There must be a Faceless One within the Gills Alliance.


    These dry corpses were all servants of the Faceless Ones; the presence of the Faceless Ones came first.


    "You know Faceless Ones?" the dry corpse was somewhat surprised, "Who are you! Why are you here!"


    "I just wondered how anyone could have the looks and temperament so simr to the real ones. Turns out it was the Faceless Ones, so it’s not surprising," Julius Reed turned around, those serving tea were already pale with fright, inplete shock.


    "Really... we really didn’t know..." Seeing their terrified expression, Julius Reed could tell they were not in on it.


    With Shadow Kims here, he could keep an eye on these few people.


    "Since they are dry corpses, they probably won’t say much; you are soulless puppets." Julius Reed darted forward, bringing a gust of wind!


    He struck out instantly!


    Directly smashing a dry corpse!


    The remaining two dry corpses didn’t have time to react before Julius Reed attacked again!


    Bang!


    Gone in an instant.


    The room was left with only a stench.


    "The one lying on the bed must also be a dry corpse," Julius Reed was about to turn back and deal with that corpse.


    "Danger!"


    Hawthorne darted aside, avoiding the spot in front of the door!


    Bang!


    Immediately following!


    The door was sted apart!


    An intensely powerful wave surged in!


    Overturning all the tables and chairs in the room!


    "Who dares create chaos here?"


    An old man stood at the doorway, white-haired and wispy, asking with an ethereal presence.