Legend of Dragon Son-in-law

Chapter 1899 - Capítulo 1899: 1899: Honest Man

Capítulo 1899: Chapter 1899: Honest ManNo one knows where the “Opening Sky Book” actually is.

More often, it’s the Undead Tribe concerned about the whereabouts of this book.

But Devlin is well aware that behind Demarco Mount, stands the Undead Tribe.

Or, to put it another way, there’s the power of the Undead Tribe manipulating things.

As long as the news gets out, it will surely spark a conflict.

Although West Tower has always been reckless and overbearing, he’s quite clever and would never sit and wait for doom.

Moon Manor is destined to become a river of blood.

At that time, Devlin leading the Boulevard Mountain elites will surely be able to flatten Demarco Mount!o leave before finally coming to Sutton’s cell.

Although called a cell, it was completely different from a traditional one.

The room Sutton was in was a more than a hundred-square-meter luxury suite.

Three bedrooms and a living room, equipped with all sorts of appliances and devices.

It also gave Sutton the perfect private space.

This was arranged by Cristiano Grey.

“General Sutton, I’ve come to see you.” Cristiano Grey stood at the door, reaching out his hand.

Beep.

After fingerprint recognition, the door quickly opened.

Sutton was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

He completely ignored Cristiano Grey’s visit.

The table was covered in fruit peels.

Someone came every day to clean, ensuring a tidy environment with a floral scent in the air.

“Cristiano Grey greets the General.” Cristiano Grey bowed deeply, very respectfully.

This gesture finally made Sutton turn his head. “Cristiano Grey, now that you’ve joined Devlin and are in a favorable position, there’s no need for pretenses.”

After saying that, he continued watching TV.

“Forces beyond my control, I hope the General understands.” Cristiano Grey approached Sutton, standing respectfully instead of sitting. “In extraordinary times, if we all had the General’s backbone, the Undead Tribe would either be confined to prison or wiped out like Emperor Charlotte Grey, what else could we do?”

This statement struck a chord with Sutton.

He turned off the TV, looking at Cristiano Grey. “What do you mean by that?”

“Exactly what I said.” Cristiano Grey placed his hands in front of him, sincere in expression, “If I were like you, we’d both be imprisoned. But now, because I’m still free, you have such a comfortable environment. When the time comes, I will see to it that you’re released.”

“Are you trying to trick me?”

Sutton glared at Cristiano Grey, “If that’s the case, you don’t have to waste time. Though captured, I will not surrender.”

“I’ve come today merely to express my view. As for your decision, I’m not in a position to interfere,” Cristiano Grey remained respectful throughout.

“I, Cristiano Grey, have only the Emperor in my heart, only the Undead Tribe. I wish for you to live, as long as you do, I will surely have a chance to save you.”

Hearing this, Sutton was particularly surprised.

“If that’s truly the case, why don’t you kill Devlin?” he retorted, “With Devlin’s death, I will be free and wield full power.”

“Killing one Devlin doesn’t mean there won’t be another,” Cristiano Grey clasped his hands together, “To speak frankly, General, you may choose to stand firm, but if the entire Undead Tribe were like you, we’d eventually face extinction. For the Undead Tribe to rise, it needs people like you and me.”

Cristiano Grey never abandoned a two-pronged approach from the beginning.

A double-insured plan!

After a long pause.

Sutton got up, opened the refrigerator, and took out two bottles of soda.

“Have a drink.”

He pulled open the tab, handing one over.

“I’ve said all I came to say. General, you can think about whether I’m right,” Cristiano Grey accepted the soda, took a sip, and turned to leave.

Leaving only Sutton deep in thought.

…

Moon Manor.

Julius Reed wrote a letter and handed it to Dorian Cook. “Take this and head to the other route on Boulevard Mountain.”

“Will it work? Won’t I get caught?” Dorian Cook wasn’t confident, especially since West Tower was so cunning.

It’s better to be cautious.

“Fool, what are you thinking?” Julius Reed sighed. “Since Whitaker Dog accidentally leaked the photos, it’s very dangerous here. I can’t rest easy with you around, so I’m asking you to leave for your safety.”

“Really?” Dorian Cook was inexplicably moved.

It was the first time someone cared about her safety.

“I never lie,” Julius Reed looked into her eyes, “Go on, don’t make me worry.”