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On a quiet street in the dead of night, three figuresy sprawled out.
Their injuries were severe, rendering them too weak to stand.
To be exact, they had just regained consciousness after having been knocked out.
These were the martialists from the Star Gate who had been gravely injured on the rooftop of the
Wyatt Bar by Leopold.
After their incapacitation, the martialists from the Wyatt Bar had dumped them into a van and
abandoned them on this deserted street.
Soon, a convoy of eight or nine cars pulled up.
Julian, Graham, Helene, and several martialists from the Star Gate stepped out.
Julian motioned for his men to help the injured trio to sit up.
Looking at the battered men, Julian asked with concern, “What happened to you? Who did this?”
One of them, Tim, exined, “It was Leopold from the Wyatt Bar. He hurt us badly.”
He then recounted how they had followed Benny who had taken Gilmore to the rooftop of the Wyatt
Bar, only to be overpowered and knocked unconscious by Leopold.
Anger shed in Julian’s eyes. “I knew they were behind this!”
Desperation evident in her voice, Helene inquired, “Was Gilmore taken away by Benny?”
Tim replied, “Miss Field, before we were knocked out, we saw them loading Mr. Reed onto a
helicopter.
“By the time we lost consciousness, they had likely flown away with him.”
Graham’s eyes zed with fury. “This must be James‘ doing. By capturing Gilmore, they can
threaten us to withdraw from the CBD project bid, ensuring the Wyatt family secures it.
“Using any means necessary to achieve their ends has always been the Wyatt family’s favorite
tactic.”
Helene, on the verge of tears, turned to her father. “Dad, how are we going to rescue Gilmore?”
Julian, trying to reassure her, said, “Don’t worry, Helene. The Wyatt family attacked our Star Gate
members and took Mr. Reed. Once I report this to our sect leader, Star Gate won’t let this go. The
Wyatts will pay.”
Afterwards, Julian ordered his men to help the injured Tim and the others into their vehicles.
The group drove back to the Fields‘ Manor.
Once they arrived, the injured Tim and hispanions were promptly taken to the private doctor on
the grounds of the
manor for treatment.
Graham, Helene, and Julian settled in the living room of the vi.
With a grave expression, Julian addressed Graham and his daughter, “I’ll call our sect leader right
away.”
The sect leader had provided Julian with his number before Julian had ventured into the Field
family’s domain, instructing him to call or text in case of emergencies or unsolvable issues.
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Graham nodded, “You must ask the sect leader to help rescue Gilmore.”
Julian assured, “Uncle, I will convey our situation to the sect leader.”
He then took out his phone and dialed the sect leader’s number.
To his surprise, an automated voice responded, “I’m sorry, the number you have dialed is switched
off. Please try again
Julian looked bewildered. “The sect leader’s phone is off.”
Graham suggested, “Then try contacting your Senior Presbyter, Tiger, or the Second Presbyter,
Phoenix…”
Julian nodded in agreement, “Alright, I’ll call the Senior Presbyter now.”
After saying that, Julian dialed another number.
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After a few rings, the call connected, and Julian exchanged a few words,
Seeing Julian end the call, Graham inquired anxiously
Senior Presbyter Tiger before hanging up.
“Well? Is Star Gate willing to help us rescue Gilmore?”
Julian replied, “Senior Presbyter Tiger was furious to learn about the Wyatt family’s actions against
our Star Gate members and the kidnapping of Mr. Reed. However, he mentioned that he can’t make
the final decision on whether Star Gate will retaliate against the Wyatt family.”
Graham pressed on, “Isn’t the Senior Presbyter reporting this to the sect leader?”
Julian responded, “He can’t at the moment. The sect leader is away on some matters. However, the
Senior Presbyter promised to get in touch with him as soon as possible. Once the sect leader
makes a decision, he’ll notify me.”
Hearing this, Graham couldn’t help but feel a growing sense of urgency.
The quicker the Star Gate’s sect leader decided to take action against the Wyatt family, the lesser
the danger would be for
Gilmore.
But the more Star Gate was dyed, the greater the risk to Gilmore.
Helene was beside herself with worry, restless and fidgety.
If only she could turn back time, she would’ve stopped Gilmore at all costs from going to the Wyatt
Bar.
At Sword Mountain, within Star Gate, the Presbyter’s Hall.
Senior Presbyter Tiger, Second Presbyter Phoenix, and Third Presbyter Steve sat at the center of
the grand hall.
“Julian reported that three of our Star Gate martialists were injured by the Wyatt family,” Tiger
ryed to the other presbyters. “Furthermore, the Field family’s youngdy’s boyfriend has been
taken by them. He advised we report to the sect leader and retaliate against the Wyatt family.”
Phoenix and Steve expressed their anger. “The Wyatt family, thinking they have de Gate
backing them, dared to harm our Star Gate members. It’s an utter p in the face!
“If we don’t demand an exnation from the Wyatt family, wouldn’t that imply Star Gate is afraid of
de Gate?”
However, Tiger frowned, saying, “The problem is our sect leader is away on some matters, and he’s
not at Star Gate. I can’t even reach him on his phone. What should we do?”
Phoenix and Steve were silent, their expressions mirroring Tiger’s concern.
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Suddenly, Tiger’s phone rang.
Upon seeing the caller ID, his demeanor instantly shifted to one of utmost respect.
Noticing the change, Phoenix and Steve instinctively pl Tiger’s phone, seeing the name “Sect
Leader” disyed on
the screen.
Their expressions too turned solemn.
Answering the call, Tiger/greeted, “Hello, Leader. It’s low may I assist you?”
“Did you call me?” a gruff, aged voice inquired on the phone.
Tiger quickly responded, “Yes, Leader, I have matter?
to report.
He then ryed everything Julian had told him to the person on the phone.
Finishing up, Tiger asked, “Leader, the Wyatt family, with de Gate backing them, dared to hurt
our people. It’s a tant affront.
“Should we gather our martialists and giv
“Tiger, I’m aware of what you’ve told me. Listen, tomorrow…” Gilmore gave instructions through the
phone.
Motive the Wyatt family a lesson they won’t forget?”
Tiger kept nodding as he liste ously
uttering, “Yes, yes, yes…
“Did you understand what I just said?” Gilmore asked from the other end.
Tiger promptly responded, “Leader, I understand everything.”
“OK, I’ll hang up then,” Gilmore concluded and ended the call.
Seeing Tiger put the phone away, Phoenix and Steve eagerly inquired about what the sect leader
had instructed.
Tiger then shared with the two presbyters everything that Gilmore had ryed to him over the call.
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At that very moment, in the master bedroom atop a luxurious vi, Gilmore stood before the floor–
to–ceiling window, having hung up the phone.
Although the bedroom lights were off, the lustrous moonlight from the night sky permeated through
the ss wall, illuminating the entire room.
Juline was seated on the sofa, a look of indescribable astonishment painted across her face.
“Gilmore, why have you brought me to the Wyatt family’s vi?”
Indeed, after leaving the suburban hills, Gilmore had brought her back to Vista Verde and even to
the Wyatt family’s vi.
Wasn’t this like walking into a lion’s den?
Nevertheless, Gilmore turned around, pocketing his phone, and smilingly said to Juline, “Have you
ever heard that sometimes the most dangerous ce is actually the safest?”