The Luckiest Dumb Doctor-Chapter 468 - The Body is Very Honest_1

Chapter 468 -468 The Body is Very Honest_1

Drake Stuart’s face was also exceedingly grim; Troy Milton was his uncle, and they often drank together, harboring quite good feelings toward each other.

Originally, he had hoped to use Nathan Green’s death to help Troy Milton ascend to the throne of the local tyrant of Qin Province, but he hadn’t expected him to die like this.

“Say something, will you!” Naomi Milton urged anxiously.

Drake Stuart’s face darkened, his voice irritated and impatient, “The martial arts competition of the seven provinces is tied to the fate of the entire Stuart Family. Why are you starting trouble at this time? Aren’t you just looking for trouble?”

“Am I the one causing trouble?”

Naomi Milton’s face turned a shade of dark green, blue veins popping out on her forehead and neck as she ground her teeth and said, “That bastard killed my brother! Am I the one causing trouble?”

Drake Stuart suddenly raised his head, his voice filled with anger, “Then what do you want me to do? Seek out Barry Wolfe and avenge him by myself?”

Startled by his roar, Naomi Milton quieted down instantly, becoming as if dazed, staring blankly into a corner.

Seeing this, Drake Stuart’s heart softened, and he walked over and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, saying:

“I, too, want to avenge Daley. Can’t you see I’m helpless here?

“If Carmen Stuart wants to recruit Barry Wolfe, then let her try. When she fails to recruit him, then we can have our revenge.”

After a moment of silence, Naomi Milton snorted, “And what if she succeeds in recruiting him?”

Upon hearing this, Drake Stuart revealed a cold, sinister smile, “If she successfully recruits him, then Barry Wolfe will be a part of the Stuart Family. By then, I’ll have plenty of ways to kill him.”

Naomi Milton was still somewhat dissatisfied, “Why is that young girl always meddling in affairs?”

Drake Stuart frowned and said, “Carmen Stuart has Nine behind her, otherwise, do you think the old Family Head would listen to her?”

On hearing him mention Nine, Naomi Milton fell silent.

Nine was the only daughter of the second generation of the Stuart Family; from a young age, she was the apple of the family’s eye, dearly cherished.

Furthermore, she became a half-step Grandmaster before even turning thirty, second only to Drake Stuart in talent within the family.

More importantly, it was said that Nine had learned the Stuart Family’s mysterious heritage and had been internally designated as one of the next Family Heads.

As such, Nine wielded substantial influence within the Stuart Family; even the old Family Head often considered her advice.

No matter how upset Naomi Milton was, she didn’t dare confront Nine.

As she thought of her brother who had left this world, grief overwhelmed her, and her tears fell in torrents.

…

Overnight, the news of Troy Milton’s death had spread throughout the entire Qin Province.

Small families trembled in fear, while slightly larger ones were tangled in indecision about their next move.

The small families that had followed the Milton Family had already agreed to advance and retreat together, determined not to bow to Barry Wolfe just yet.

Even when Barry Wolfe called them for a meeting, they had decided not to go.

However, the world is never short of those who are “strong in words, but sincere in action.”

They had a good conversation, but hearts are fickle, and although they all agreed not to come, the next day, as soon as it was light, a group of people were already standing in front of the villa.

“Old Zhang, you’re early.”

“Oh, Brother Hu, you came too?”

“Heh, just taking a look.”

The embarrassment on several people’s faces was fleeting before they, acting as if nothing was amiss, struck up a lively conversation.

Old Hu asked, “Old Zhang, what time did you get here?”

Old Zhang’s face blushed slightly as he replied with an embarrassed smile, “A little after six.”

“Damn, why so early?” Old Hu was astonished to hear that.

Old Zhang gestured towards the front with his mouth and scoffed, “Early? That guy arrived even earlier than I did.”

“You mean Old Song?”

“Who else?”

Old Zhang sneered, “When I arrived, Old Song had already been here for half the day.”

Old Hu glanced at Old Song’s back and huffed, “That old thing, he benefited the most when Daley was around.

“Now that Daley’s gone, he’s quickly sworn allegiance to a new master.

“Pah, what a piece of work!”

“You can say that again…”

Several other people also huddled over, pointing and making sarcastic remarks continuously about Old Song.

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Old Song, hearing the mockery behind him, showed no reaction, remaining calm and collected at the doorway, looking at the villa inside with a dismissive smile at the corner of his mouth.

Had Troy Milton treated him well?

He should be considered decent.

At least when there was profitable business, he’d never forgotten about him.

But that was only because he contributed more and served better than others.

Business, what emotions?

After all, there were dozens of mouths waiting to be fed at home.

If Troy Milton were still around, he would have done whatever he was told, even if there was danger, without any hesitation.

But that was still just for business, for the small clan to continue, nothing to do with feelings.

The same went for Troy Milton.

If Old Song couldn’t generate profits for him, he’d kick him to the curb without a second thought.

Business had no room for feelings!

Old Song sighed and looked up just in time to see a housemaid coming out. He quickly waved and greeted her with a bright smile.

“Good morning! May I ask if Mr. Wolfe has awakened?”

The housemaid was startled to see a group of people at the door and, alarmed, asked, “Who are you all?”

Old Song quickly said, “Don’t be scared, we’ve come to visit Mr. Wolfe.”

“Yes, if Mr. Wolfe is awake, we’d trouble you to pass on a message, just say the Provincial City Walker Family is here to call on him.”

“I’m from the Provincial City’s Hall Family.”

“I’m from the Barnett Family…”

The few people behind also crowded forward, squeezing next to Old Song, beginning to announce their names to the inside.

Old Song’s expression turned somewhat unsightly, but he didn’t say much.

The housemaid, overwhelmed by their actions, nodded with unease and quickly returned to the villa.

In the master bedroom on the second floor, Greg Jensen stood by the bedside, quietly watching those people through a gap in the curtains.

After a moment, there was a knock on the door.

“Mr. Wolfe, they…”

“Let them wait outside.”

Greg Jensen turned around and said, “Go ahead and start breakfast, we’ll talk after eating.”

“Alright.”

Greg Jensen took another look at the people outside, then walked into the bathroom to freshen up, glanced at the kitchen to find breakfast wasn’t ready yet, so he went down to the gym.

Before he entered, he heard yelling from inside.

He walked in to find Duncan Kong sparring with Xavier Cooper.

Duncan Kong took a bold and mighty approach with his moves, while Xavier Cooper was known for his speed, wielding a pair of chopsticks as makeshift daggers, looking for opportunities to strike at Duncan Kong’s vital points.

At this moment, Cooper had set aside his usual joking manner, his young face serious and focused.

Although neither used their True Qi in their offensive, Duncan Kong’s decades of experience still exerted great pressure on Cooper.

It was as if he had eyes all over his body; no matter how tricky Cooper’s approach, he could block it in an instant, making Cooper incredibly uncomfortable.

Thump!

Duncan Kong’s palm hit Cooper’s chest, and then he quickly retreated, jumping out of the fray.

“You’ll need a few more years of practice before you can take me on.”

Cooper chuckled and said, “Wait another two years, and I’m afraid you’ll turn to ash, making it tough for me to strike.”

“Get out of here, keep running your mouth and I’ll have you bedridden for two months.”

Duncan Kong’s face darkened as he glared at him, then turned to Greg Jensen, bowed slightly, and said with a smile, “Boss, good morning.”

“Mmm, clean up and come for breakfast. We have quite a few guests outside; we’ll have to entertain them properly later.”

“Alright.”