Chapter 128: Return of the King (1/2)
Chapter 128: Return of the King
Translator: UdongEditor: IceTea
Caesars was dressed in dim bluish warrior uniform and was followed by four men who were dressed similarly. There was another warrior sitting on the cane chair, drinking tea leisurely and showing no sign of standing up.
“Rosella, misfortune has continued to befall your family in the past two years. Your brother and your father have both passed sway, thus it is your sister-in-law who’s in charge of the whole family. It’s all up to her as to whether the Roll family will be merged, don’t you know this?” Caesars looked impatient, saying to himself that he would sooner or later sleep with her!
Rosella was kneeling by Rollin’s coffin, looking at Caesars with a cold expression which produced a chill inside him.
“Fuck! You said you had your brother’s testament, so take it out!” Caesars couldn’t help himself anymore, so he banged the table and stood up, “Otherwise, the Roll Family is doomed to be merged with the Cae Family today!”
“That’s it.” Julius swung her waist leisurely, caressing her baby around her arms. She flashed Rosella a malicious look, “I’m Rollin’s wife, the one in charge of the whole family. When did it become your turn to talk?”
Rosella raised her head looking at Julius with a cold look. She said nothing, regretting that she didn’t stop her brother from marrying this woman.
“Why are you looking at me?” Julius was frightened by the way Rosella looked at her, “I’m the one who is in charge of the family! Not you!”
The four warriors behind Caesars rose up all of a sudden and rushed into the room…
“Who dares to do so!” A cold voice mixed with exasperation flew into the yard. “Julius isn’t in charge of the Roll Family!” Caesars frowned and wore a venomous look. Puzzled by this bold guy who stood up for the Roll Family, he asked, “Who is it?”
“It’s me, Qian Jin!”
Qian Jin was a very strange, yet common name. The only thing that made it different was the family name, Qian!
As one of the three ultimate bloodline awakening warriors of Zence Empire, the family which created the elf king ultimate awakening bloodline warriors, also bore the last name of Qian. But apart from the elf king bloodline family, many ordinary people in Zence Empire had a similar family name.
Julius, who was swinging leisurely cuddling her baby in her arms, quivered slightly. Her plump bosom bounced up and down. With malicious intent filling her eyes, she watchfully glanced to the entrance of the courtyard.
He was the one who became the number one warrior of the first grade within several days. He defeated Michaels, the strongest apprentice of Oakland Mage and Warrior Academy twice, and thus was crowned with the title of the youngest number one warrior ever in the academy’s history.
Recalling what had happened two years ago, Julius felt frightened. She gazed at the entrance gate which was closed firmly and clenched her arms that was cuddling the baby tightly.
“Qian Jin?” Caesars glared at Qian Jin motionlessly, forgetting to generate power from his feet which were treading on Rollin’s coffin. His eyes were fixed on the firmly closed gate, with his eyebrows slowly moving towards the center of his face. His fists clenching tightly.
The four warriors stopped their pouncing at the sight of Caesars’s expression and turned to gaze at the gate by the courtyard entrance.
The warrior who was sitting on the chair held a cup of tea filled by slightly hot water leisurely. He blew the leaves floating in the cup with his mouth. He didn’t even lift his eyes, let alone look to the closed gate.
Creak…
Screeching sounds came from the boarded door, resembling the folding and rubbing of metal due to a lack of lubricant.
“Qian Jin.”
Julius stepped back unconsciously while holding the baby in her arms. Her face instantly turned dark as she screamed to herself, “Definitely! It was Qian Jin! Although he grew taller and stronger than before, he’s still full of masculinity!” It was him! It was the very guy who refused her invitation, a privilege that hadn’t been rejected by any boy in the face of all the warrior apprentices of the school.
Julius took a few steps back, and with shameful emotions exploding in her bosom, she looked back at Qian Jin with an even more venomous look.
“It has been two years… two years…” Caesars whispered to himself staring at Qian Jin, and slightly quivered out of anger as everything that had happened two years ago was flashing in his mind. “You’re still alive? Well, that’s great! I thought I wouldn’t ever have the chance to pay you back.”
The muscles at the corner of Caesars’s mouth and eyes kept cramping, and his face turned aghast because of anger. A feeling of fear could be seen from his bluish pupils; it was something brought about by instinct. Only those people who had fought Qian Jin realized how crazy and ruthless he was when using his strength.