<h4>Chapter 2365: Chapter 2365: The entric Old Man</h4>


    It’s normal for others to be unreliable in deducing things.


    It can only serve as a reference.


    But Silvio Reed is different!


    His deduction is also from the "Thousands Divination"!


    It’s simply defying the heavens.


    Able to urately predict the future.


    Trent Marsh always thought this was Long Wu taking matters into her own hands, going to the Divine Realm.


    And he was trapped in the Divine Realm for thousands of years chasing after Long Wu!


    Now, as Long Wu spoke, the three people in the room felt something was off.


    "Seeing the look in your eyes, are you saying Silvio Reed is scheming against me? Or against you, Trent Marsh?" Long Wu asked with some uncertainty.


    She always thought Silvio Reed was dead.


    Because the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance disappeared, and there wasn’t a single bit of news about Silvio Reed outside.


    But now, Julius Reed and Trent Marsh are discussing that Silvio Reed is still alive.


    Long Wu also faintly felt something was off and spoke out.


    "Maybe Brother Silvio aimed to protect you, this is true; I will kill you, this is inevitable, and what about Long Kun? If forced in a coup, who can guarantee that you won’t be killed prematurely." Trent Marsh began to analyze. He’s not good at analyzing, but being around Julius Reed made him realize the importance of wisdom.


    He must learn to think, or he will always be scolded as a fool!


    "It could also be that Silvio Reed wanted to protect you. You are the number one warrior of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, and if they want to rebel, they’d kill you first." Long Wu looked at Trent Marsh.


    No one knows what Silvio Reed is thinking; they can only specte.


    "Perhaps nothing adds up?" Julius Reed shook his head and said, "Let’s forget about what Silvio Reed was thinking back then, and first determine what the rtionship between Jesse River and Silvio Reed is. My rtionship with Jesse River is unique, so I must be cautious!"


    Julius Reed interrupted the two.


    He needs to figure out whether Jesse River and Silvio Reed have a legacy rtionship.


    "The Thousands Divination opened with me, but Jesse River this guy doesn’t have Silvio Reed’s considerable strength to control it. Following the hexagram, I saw Jesse River. Guess where this guy is?" Long Wu snorted, "This guy is currently in the old relics of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance. I saw him kneeling on the ground with a pile of stuff in front of him."


    "I forgot to tell you, the Thousands Divination has a problem: if the opener’s ability is insufficient, it will be deduced back against them." Long Wu exined, "That’s how I saw his location."


    "Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance relics?" Julius Reed pondered and asked, "Is it the temple near Boulevard Mountain?"


    "Exactly! It’s that temple; I visited it back then." Trent Marsh smiled and said, "Those bastards dumped me inside. It was there that I saw Brother Silvio’s memories, only then did I learn that there was a rebellion in the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance."


    "Sounds like that ce has a lot of secrets?" Julius Reed began recalling; he had wandered around that ce, but for various reasons, he hadn’t observed carefully.


    And he doesn’t know whether there are any clues inside.


    "If what you’re saying is correct, then perhaps Silvio Reed and Jesse River really have a connection." Trent Marsh pondered and said, "The relics are sealed by a huge formation. To enter, you must be an elder of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance or have special methods. Brother Silvio knows, even if Jesse River isn’t rted by blood, they might have met Brother Silvio."


    Just then, amotion came from outside.


    Julius Reed lifted the curtain and found that a group of martial artists had appeared unknown when surrounding the hotel.


    These martial artists came with bad intentions, standing at the entrance shouting loudly.


    Because this is a regr hotel, they don’t want to harm innocents, hence choosing this method.


    "Come out, I know you’re here! Give you a minute, if you don’te out, I’ll kill everyone here! Now, the clock’s ticking!"


    The martial artist speaking had a longsword at his waist, its de shing with cold light.


    Around him were several others simr to himself.


    These people exude murderous intent and are quite capable.


    They seem like a group of trained assassins.


    Each of them is a Grandmaster.


    But only insiders know; outsiders see them as a bunch of thugs.


    "I guess they’re here for us." Long Wu squinted her eyes, looking down at the people, and said aloud, "I’ll go down and take care of them!"


    "Not that I look down on you, but you’re really no match for those people." Trent Marsh chuckled, not missing any chance to hit Long Wu.


    If he can’t kill, then he’ll savor the verbal triumph first.


    "If you kneel and beg me, I’ll help you drive them away?" Trent Marsh pointed to the floor, his face full of pride.


    "How do you know they’re not here for you?" Long Wu retorted.


    To this question, Trent Marsh really had no answer.


    "The visitors have bad intentions; be cautious." Julius Reed reminded.


    With the appearance of those martial artist formation masters, he felt the current situation was perilous.


    "Five seconds left! When I finish counting, I’ll start killing!" The man stretched out five fingers and began the countdown.


    "I’ll go and take care of them!" Long Wu prepared to jump out the window, thinking that this hotel only had them martial artists, with Julius Reed and Trent Marsh arrivingter; associating it with someone following her, the target must be herself.


    But just as she was about to jump, Julius Reed grabbed her shoulder.


    "One!" the martial artist shouted, suddenly the hotel’s sixth-floor window shattered!


    An old man in ragged clothesnded on the ground.


    The old man pointed lightly, mist rose at the hotel entrance, bing impossible to see.


    "There’s someone else!" Long Wu and Trent Marsh were surprised.


    "Keep silent, just watch." Julius Reed signaled for silence.


    To create such thick fog shows the old man’s considerable skill.


    Without understanding the whole story, it’s better not to act rashly.


    "Old man, finally came out? Killed our Young Master, nning to run?" The leading martial artist’s voice was filled with killing intent. He drew his sword, pointing at the old man, "Brothers, kill him and avenge the Young Master!"


    "With just you?" The old man’s voice was hoarse.


    He very cleverly used the fog to disguise his voice.


    Ordinary people couldn’t hear him speak.


    Only top martial artists like Julius Reed could hear clearly.


    "A ragtag group, chasing me for a thousand miles, huh? Tell me, aren’t you persistent." The old man bent his waist,ughed, "Wouldn’t it be better to die at home? Insist on dying far from home, without even anyone to collect your bodies?"


    "Old thing, do you really think yourself invincible? Today we’ll send you on your way, take your head, and offer it to the Young Master!"


    As soon as the words fell, the leading swordsman swiftly struck!


    The sword’s light shed, split into three mid-air, and immediately into nine!


    Nine sword lights quickly shed forward!


    "With this petty skill, you still want to kill me?" The old man shrugged his shoulders and rolled forward!


    Whoosh!


    His torn cloak suddenly soared!


    And those nine sword lights shattered directly!