<h4>Chapter 2339: Chapter 2339: Silver Needle</h4>


    The book’s title is The Criminal of Dragon Family.


    The book is not thick; it’s much thinner than the previously written volumes.


    Julius Reed scrutinized it, checking for any traps.


    After all, such hidden items must be protected from being seen.


    Being cautious wouldn’t hurt.


    Long Madness had been scared out of his wits, and the guards here were knocked out, so no one would disturb him.


    Julius Reed had plenty of time to stay here.


    He could take his time.


    The thickness of The Criminal of Dragon Family was less than a tenth of the Dragon Family’s genealogy!


    However, the material was very special.


    Somewhat simr to the material of the Heavenly Book.


    It was evident that what was written on it were irrefutable facts.


    Julius Reed carefully opened it.


    The first name written on the iron pages was Dragon Family’s third son!


    There was even a portrait drawn.


    ’From the Dragon n, the third son of the Dragon Family, betrayed the family and was expelled. His name ranks first among the criminals of the Dragon Family! Forever remembered through generations!’


    Upon seeing the man in the portrait, Julius Reed suddenly found him very familiar.


    He looked closely again!


    "Trent Marsh?" Julius Reed thought he looked familiar, and upon careful examination, he realized the person strongly resembled Trent Marsh!


    If he had to judge it himself, he would be certain it was Trent Marsh!


    Trent Marsh!


    The War God of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, the de facto leader after Silvio Reed, and the nominal figure after Dragon Dance and Silvio Reed, turned out to be from the Dragon Family?


    And with ties to Dragon Dance?


    This was something Julius Reed never expected.


    He suddenly felt the situation bing increasinglyplex.


    When Long Madness previously answered questions, he wasn’t lying.


    Every word was the truth.


    At the time, Long Madness had said something very clearly to Julius Reed.


    Namely, the Imperial Heaven Official did not betray!


    It was a setup against Dragon Kun!


    Silvio Reed knew about it.


    But at that time, the Imperial Heaven Official imed he was threatened by Golden Dragon.


    Both seemed not to be lying.


    This threw Julius Reed into deep contemtion once more.


    If the Imperial Heaven Official was lying, Julius Reed couldn’t possibly not notice!


    Simrly, while Long Madness was speaking, Julius Reed was constantly monitoring his internal activities.


    Unless Long Madness received incorrect information.


    Logically speaking, Long Madness only learned these things through someone else’s mouth.


    He likely encountered a false information source.


    On the contrary, the Imperial Heaven Official, who identified himself as Windy Johnson, was the direct participant in the entire affair and would not lie.


    Yet ironically, Julius Reed found the issue lying with Windy Johnson.


    This Imperial Heaven Official had significant problems.


    Whoever’s side he was on would gain considerably more advantage.


    If he was really on Silvio Reed’s side, then these people had no reason toin about losing.


    This would mean that Silvio Reed and the Imperial Heaven Official colluded to deceive these individuals.


    Dragon Kun would face total defeat.


    Flipping further, Julius Reed found the names of those people to be quite unfamiliar.


    Some betrayed family secrets.


    Somemitted serious crimes.


    Only Trent Marsh had unclear notes.


    The third book was a wordless one.


    Nothing was written inside.


    No names, no contents.


    Just an empty cover and a few nk sheets inside.


    Julius Reed put down the three books, nced at the painting on the wall, and turned to leave.


    After he left.


    Suddenly, a person appeared in the Dragon Family’s secret room.


    The person went to the nk book, gently bit their finger, and dropped a drop of blood on it.


    Words suddenly appeared on the pages.


    Words vastly different from the current ones.


    The words glimmered.


    ...


    "I can’t go on; I’m dying. Please, kill me!"


    "The knife is on the table, there’s a gun too, what else do you need? There’s a noose here, as well as poison; you can choose. If that doesn’t work, I can get you some fine silk."


    "No! I want you to kill me! Kill me with your own hands! Do it quickly, and I want you to look into my eyes! I want you to never forget the look in my eyes for the rest of your life! You criminal! You butcher, you executioner!"


    "I mean, aren’t you tired from yelling so long? If you want to die, hurry up; everyone is waiting for the feast. I’ve already contacted the Funeral Alliance to give you the best possible funeral. Can you hurry up and die?"


    "Are you polite? Why should I die? I don’t want to die!"


    "If you don’t want to die, why ask me to kill you? If you don’t want to die, behave and entertain yourself elsewhere!"


    In the room, Windy Johnsony on the sofa, calling out incessantly.


    Next to him, Jovany Leopold and Hawthorne were chatting leisurely together.


    They entirely ignored this person.


    "Murderer! Killer!"


    Windy Johnson continued shouting.


    "I don’t have much time left; you all just want to watch me die, right?"


    He had left that ce for several days, and his body had started to change.


    "You won’t die; you’re not dead yet, are you? Talk when you’re actually dead!" Jovany Leopold said impatiently, his eyes glued to the phone.


    "Hey, are you also reading this novel? I heard Jesse River is about to write a new book?" Hawthorne nced over.


    "I heard so. Probably won’t have time for food." Jovany Leopold just finished speaking when the door suddenly opened.


    "Oh, Lord, you’re back?" Jovany Leopold quickly put away his phone and stood up respectfully.


    "Brother, you’re back." Hawthorne also asked with a cheerful face.


    They were now on a small ind not far from Gonzalez City, also known as Green Small Ind.


    This ce was very secluded, one of the early secret strongholds of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance.


    "Lord, you’re finally back." Windy Johnson stood up quickly, reaching out towards Julius Reed like grabbing at straws. "If you didn’t return soon, I would really die."


    Swoosh!


    Julius Reed didn’t speak but drew Jovany Leopold’s sword, instantly pressing it against Windy Johnson’s neck!


    This scene caught everyone off guard!


    Jovany Leopold was stunned.


    Hawthorne was also confused about what was happening.


    Windy Johnson, who had surrendered, received the Lord’s favor.


    How, after a few days, would the first thing the Lord do upon returning be to kill Windy Johnson?


    "B... Brother, what have I done?" Windy Johnson’s face was covered in sweat.


    But he was, at least, the Imperial Heaven Official, a man with significant power within the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance.


    In the face of death, he still maintained hisposure.


    "If you want to kill me, you should at least give me a reason. If you insist on killing me, I have no choice but to ept it; but could you at least let me die knowing why?"


    He asked.


    "You deceived me." Julius Reed looked at him with a cold expression. "You are Silvio Reed’s man. You knew everything and acted under Silvio Reed’s orders, didn’t you? But what you told me waspletely different."


    "Impossible!" Windy Johnson frowned slightly, "That can’t be! It was Lord Lee Four’s power; he had foresight. I ept my defeat willingly, with no regrets. But I did not deceive you in this matter."


    His expression was calm, and he showed no inner turmoil.


    Julius Reed approached, sheathed the sword, and grabbed Windy Johnson’s head.


    His right hand searched the top, then quickly pulled out a silver needle!


    "Ah!"


    Windy Johnson screamed.