Chapter 671


    Chapter 671


    Seeing Chris''s expression, Peter Jefferson chuckled. The Dragon Emblem fragment was a martial


    world treasure. Countless people fought life and death battles for it. It was normal for Chris to have


    such a reaction.


    Suddenly, Peter Jefferson''s expression turned serious: "Chris, I''ll entrust you with this Dragon Emblem


    fragment. It was left behind by my ancestor, and I hope you can take good care of it. If one day, you


    use this fragment for evil deeds, I swear I''ll never let you off, even at the cost of my life!"


    As his words fell, Peter Jefferson''s eyes shot out terrifying rays of light. Chris solemnly nodded: "Old


    man, rest assured, I''ll definitely take good care of this Dragon Emblem fragment and won''t let anyone


    use it for evil deeds!"


    Upon hearing this, Peter Jefferson''s aura instantly retracted, and he seemed to be an ordinary old


    man again. "Please ept this small token of appreciation," he said.


    Chris carefully stored the Dragon Emblem fragment and took out a ten-billion-dor cash check from


    his pocket, cing it on the table. He had once thought about rebuilding the valley. Now, he took out


    ten billion to help rebuild the cemetery, which was considered a good deed.


    Peter Jefferson nced at the cash check, epted it without hesitation. Compared to the Dragon


    Emblem fragment, ten billion was just a small amount.


    "By the way, old man, there''s this too!" Chris suddenly remembered something and took out a fist


    manual.


    Looking at the manual, Peter Jefferson fell into deep thought. Momentster, he sighed softly: "Take


    this manual with you."


    "Old man, this is your vige''s possession. How can I take it away?" Chris asked, his tone surprised.


    "Heh," Peter Jeffersonughed self-deprecatingly, "If it were ten years ago, I wouldn''t have given you


    this manual no matter what! Unfortunately, I''m old now and don''t have the time and energy to teach the


    vigers these martial techniques."


    "Since they''ve be ustomed to being farmers, I shouldn''t disturb them." This was the choice of


    the times. Once an opportunity was lost, it might be gone for a lifetime! Besides, who said being a


    farmer wasn''t good? Living a peaceful and healthy life wasn''t bad, right?


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    As he spoke, a smile that Chris didn''t understand appeared on Peter Jefferson''s face. What was life?


    Chris was still young and couldn''t understand, but the old man had long understood...


    As he spoke, Peter Jefferson hummed a tune and leisurely walked away. In the silent night, his rxed


    and joyful voice echoed until it gradually faded...


    When Peter Jefferson walked to a ce where Chris could no longer sense him, he started coughing


    violently. He spat out a mouthful of ck blood! Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he


    shook his head and muttered, "I''m old; even if I don''t want to admit it, I can''t avoid it. I wonder how


    much longer I can hold on?"


    For centenarian Peter Jefferson, this action had taken a significant toll on his physical strength.


    Moreover, he had exchanged a punch with Zen, which further exhausted his already frail body.


    Peter Jefferson sighed again: "I''m old; it''s time for me to die... With the gratitude of the Dragon Emblem


    and Meteor Fist, Chris will surely protect the Jefferson family vige, and I''ll have no regrets..."


    For Peter Jefferson, his most significant concern was the vigers of the Jefferson family vige. As


    long as the vigers lived well, he would have no regrets.


    With that, Peter Jefferson walked away, his steps appearing weak and unsteady, evoking sympathy.


    At that time, Chris put away the Meteor Fist manual and headed towards his residence.