Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

Chapter 1603: Chapter 1603: Caldwell Family Gathering

The wind and snow in the Northern Border remain piercingly cold as ever!

Far away in the northwest, the Kunlun Mountain is an expanse of white!

Yet, despite the frigid temperatures, a line of people stands neatly at the Caldwell Family’s entrance.

Dark Moon Palace!

The most influential place in the entire Kunlun Mountain!

In front of the hall.

Left inscription: Evil Wolf!

Right inscription: Moon Swallower!

The dark red door is intimidating to behold!

The stone wolves at the door look as if they might come to life at any moment!

The visitors’ attire varies, with some wearing modernized clothing, while others don traditional garments.

There are old and young, men and women.

There’s even a child among them.

This child holds a sharp long knife, snot nearly dripping into his mouth.

But he doesn’t mind, gently wipes it, flinging it onto the snowy ground.

Seemingly unsatisfied, the child wipes his nose again!

This time, it inadvertently lands on a man’s foot.

The man seems displeased, glaring at the child disdainfully.

The child notices the man’s gaze and spits again, even more aggressively!

"Sigh." The man shakes his head, unable to resist taking a detour.

The others also keep their distance from the child.

It seems this child, looking about five or six years old, is a jinx.

Bai tucks his hands into his sleeves, somewhat unaccustomed to the cold here.

But there is no other choice.

The Caldwell Family holds a prestigious position in Kunlun Mountain, now backing the Holy Lord with peak reputation!

"Devlin, you’ve really screwed me over." Bai shivers in the cold wind, seemingly catching cold.

After Devlin completed his layout in Swimming City, Bai also withdrew together.

After finishing his tasks, he came alone to the Caldwell Family.

In the identity of... a wanderer.

As for what to do after infiltrating, Devlin didn’t say.

"He... tui!"

The child seems uncomfortable with his nose again, spitting, landing precisely on Bai’s shoe.

"Hey-ha!"

Back in Swimming City, Bai was the undefeatable War God of the Unbeatable Divine Hall!

With a group of little brothers under him!

Now someone is treating him like this, Bai naturally gets angry.

Hearing Bai’s voice, the child turns around with fury in his eyes!

His skin, his gaze, don’t resemble that of a child.

Only his stature and appearance.

Resemble a child.

"Do you have a problem?" The child spoke with a gloomy face, using a world-weary voice.

"I..."

Bai just wanted to speak, but someone in front stopped him.

That person repeatedly signaled to Bai.

"Humph!" The child snorted lightly, full of disdain, turning away to continue queueing.

Waiting for the Dark Moon Pavilion to open.

"Young man, don’t provoke that monster. If possible, avoid him." Once the child turned, the man in front of Bai whispered: "He calls himself Mr. Banks, self-proclaimed Little Tough Guy. Actually, he’s a dwarf, never growing taller."

"A dwarf!"

Bai nodded, no wonder.

But this dwarf is too small.

"Shh!"

The man’s face changed drastically!

If Mr. Banks heard this, wouldn’t it be trouble?

"Don’t be fooled by his size, his skills aren’t small at all! This guy excels at concealment, who knows how many Martial Arts Grandmasters who’ve offended him have died in their sleep!" The man kindly reminded, frequently glancing at Mr. Banks.

Seemingly worried about the dwarf hearing.

"Got it." Bai nodded.

Assassin?

That’s a coincidence.

Encountering him, one of Pendleton’s Seven Veins, the Vein Holder, dares to show off?

The Seven Veins counteract each other!

Bai’s vein specializes in dealing with assassins!

"Hey! Grandson!"

Bai walked behind Mr. Banks, patting the dwarf’s head.

"Hm?"

Mr. Banks, having his head patted, turned with a face full of killing intent!

"Spit!"

Before he could speak, Bai spat directly on his face.

"Grandson, I see you like to spit everywhere, how does it feel?" After spitting, Bai seemed unsatisfied, spat again!

"Damn!"

Mr. Banks wiped the spit off his face with trembling hands, fists clenched tightly, eyes red!

Body shaking!

Bully beyond reason!

"You’re dead!"

Saying this, Mr. Banks swung the long knife in his hand fiercely!

Swish!

Bai dodged sideways, the long knife struck into the snowy ground!

Penetrating thirty centimeters into the ground!

Mind you, this is frozen soil!

One chop reveals Mr. Banks’ strength.

"Goodness!"

With a little braid standing upright, Mr. Banks cursed angrily in his black clothing, with a string of Buddha Beads around his neck: "It seems, unless I show you the might of this Little Tough Guy, you don’t realize how high the skies of Kunlun are! How thick the ground of Kunlun is!"

Whoosh!

Mr. Banks made a sudden dive!

Disappearing into the thick snow!

Vanished without a trace!

"Truly an assassin!" Bai’s eyes glinted, drawing the longsword from his waist!

Dealing with assassins, Bai’s vein excels!

This vein counters the Night vein!

Suddenly!

The snow erupted!

Filling the sky, making it impossible to see anything!

Though Bai couldn’t see, his ears were exceptionally keen!

Swish!

Bai swung the sword!

Striking Mr. Banks perfectly!

"Ouch!"

With a scream, Mr. Banks rolled and scrambled up from the snow, hand trembling while holding the knife.

"Kid, just you wait!"

He gritted his teeth angrily, seemingly never having suffered such grievance.

"No longer fighting?" Bai snorted: "That’s not for you to decide."

Upon saying!

He swung the sword again!

"Too much!"

Mr. Banks’ agile body leapt backward!

Vanishing on the spot!

"You lack martial virtue!"

In the next moment, Mr. Banks appeared behind Bai!

The long knife in his hand instantly thrust out!

He was fast, Bai was even faster!

With a sweeping motion of the longsword, Bai slapped Mr. Banks across the face!

"Damn it!"

Mr. Banks flew through the air, landing heavily in the snow. noveldrama

"Just you wait!"

He fiercely left a word, feeling he had lost face, and disappeared from the entrance of the Dark Moon Pavilion.

"Well done!"

Many martial artists raised their thumbs, praising Bai’s actions.

"But you should be careful, Mr. Banks is extremely vengeful!" Someone kindly reminded.

Suddenly.

The door of the Dark Moon Pavilion was pushed open.

A Caldwell Family butler walked out, swept a glance at those in the doorway, and spoke: "All of you who have come from afar, thank you for your efforts."

"It’s no trouble!"

The martial artist at the front just spoke, about to walk in.

But was stopped by a Caldwell Family servant.

"The Ancestor of the Caldwell Family has a message for me to convey to you." The butler raised his head, his tone filled with pride: "Only half of those who came today can enter. You each choose an opponent for combat, the winners can enter. Losers, please return!"

"What’s this! We came from afar and suffered in the cold!"

"Exactly! Your Kunlun Caldwell family..."

Splat!

One martial artist had not finished speaking!

A longsword pierced through the air, directly through his body.

"Anyone with objections can come to me to talk!"

A deep and intimidating voice suddenly rang over the martial artists’ heads.

Complete silence.

The martial artists looked at each other, helpless.

In the martial arts world, strength speaks!

"I just drove off the Little Tough Guy, can I enter now?" Bai wielded the longsword, heading straight inside.