Chapter 353 Theo Lockwood, The Lockwood Family


    Julian was tremendously shocked to hear what Patriarch Grey had said.


    "General Red is your natal bug. How did you lose it?"


    He knew Patriarch Grey very well. He knew very well how much he valued and cherished General Red. Resentment filled in Patriarch Grey''s eyes. He recounted his dissatisfaction with Isabe and also scolded Jocelyn. In the end, he said, "I suspect it was Isabe''s daughter who stole my natal bug. I think I saw General Red on her head previously."


    "How could it be? No matter how capable Isabe is, she can''t possibly steal your natal bug!"


    Julian was indeed shocked.


    Patriarch Grey snorted angrily. "Whether it''s true or not, I won''t let Isabe off."Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org.


    She could only me Jocelyn for being her teacher.


    Patriarch Grey indeed detested Jocelyn.


    A thought shed across Julian''s mind. "Patriarch Grey, do you want to deal with Isabe and Draxton?" Patriarch Grey looked at Julian and said, "You''re not an outsider. With your rtionship with Celia, we''ll be family sooner orter. Say it if you have anything."


    Julian said earnestly immediately, "You''re right. We''re family members.


    "What I wanted to say is Draxton and Isabe have offended the Moore family today. Subsequently, the Moore family will surely take revenge on them crazily.


    "Simrly, Draxton and Isabe might take action first. We will dy Draxton and Isabe''s actions to create an opportunity for the Moore family before they take action."


    Patriarch Grey pondered for a while before he nodded and said, "It''s a good idea to get others to do the dirty work!"


    To use the Moore family to kill Draxton and Isabe. Wasn''t it a good idea?


    Recently, a piece of news suddenly spread on Mystical Ind.


    The news was rted to the underground chamber ofmerce!


    The underground chamber ofmerce had an unrivaled exceptional status in the entire Mystical Ind


    It was because the underground chamber ofmerce had existed since Mystical Ind originated.


    In terms of credentials, this underground chamber ofmerce was not inferior to any force.


    Even the tribunalmittee failed to figure out the background of the underground chamber ofmerce.


    The news that was spreading now was the underground chamber ofmerce had discovered a batch of unusual metal by chance.


    Rumor had it that it was a living metal.


    Of course, it was not that the metal had be a spirit. Instead, it referred to its characteristics of having memories.


    If a metal was made into a dagger, and if it broke, the broken part would grow by itself and be a perfect dagger.


    With the characteristics of having memories, it was called a living metal.


    Therefore, the underground chamber ofmerce named it "living metal".


    The exciting news now was that in two days, the night after tomorrow, the underground chamber ofmerce would hold arge-scale auction in District 8, and the finale was this living metal. The discovery of this magical metal undoubtedly caused a stir-up on Mystical Ind.


    It was because this kind of living metal had extensive use.


    Especially, it was "living" and could grow again when it was damaged. Who wouldn''t be envious?


    Soon the various forces were restless.


    Not only did they want to bid for one or two pieces, but they also wanted to find out the source of this metal.


    However, the underground chamber ofmerce was so powerful that ordinary people wouldn''t dare to provoke it.


    At the Moore family, Desmond''s injuries had been treated. Although he had not recovered yet, such a family of assassins naturally would have their unique method.


    Therefore, he could walk slowly now with a crutch instead of being bedridden due to severe injuries.


    The Moore family set up the mourning hall. Standing in the mourning hall, Desmond and the higher-ups of the Moore family had gloomy expressions.


    Desmond fixed his gaze on Grant''s coffin without saying a thing. His eyes were burning with hatred that could burn everything.


    "This has gone too far and is intolerable. If we don''t take revenge, how does our Moore family safeguard our reputation?"


    The gray-haired elderly man said furiously and ruthlessly.


    "Our Moore family will not give up until we avenge this!"


    "That''s right. We will not give up!"


    "It has always been our Moore family that kills others and not the other way round."


    "Draxton and Isabe are just outsiders. If they''re trying to be arrogant in District 9, we''ll see if they''re capable enough!"


    The higher-ups spoke one after another. They were tremendously furious and ferocious.


    Desmond slowly turned around and said, "Not only do we want to take revenge for Grant, but the Moore family must also own the living metal this time.


    "All elders, remember, we must get the living metal at all costs!"


    With that living metal, the Moore family''s poisoned weapons would definitely reach a higher level. At that time, they would definitely be even more invincible.


    As a family of assassins, the Moore family relied on weapons, poisoned weapons, and concealed weapons. Simply put, the Moore family relied on weapons for their survival. And that living metal seemed to have been tailor-made for their Moore family.


    After he finished speaking, everyone in the Moore family became excited. This living metal was indeed too tempting for them.


    At this moment, Desmond''s phone rang.


    Seeing who the caller was, a dark light shed across Desmond''s eyes. He picked up the call. "Hello, Patriarch Grey..."


    The outside world was bustling because of the emergence of living metal. While in the district master''s manor, Draxton and Isabe were passing their time leisurely.


    Landon and the people of the Liberals stayed in the district master''s manor, eating and drinking, and refused to leave.


    They even actively did the servants'' chores and imed they were not freeloaders.


    This made Draxton and Isabe speechless.


    The following morning, they received an invitation from the Grey family.


    Isabe was surprised. "Is the Grey family so kind? They''re inviting us to the auction of the underground chamber ofmerce."


    Draxton said coldly. "Then let''s beat them at their own game."


    The two looked at each other and made up their mind.


    At night, the Grey family''s car came to fetch them to the underground chamber ofmerce.


    The underground chamber ofmerce was in District 8, which the chaotic District 9 couldn''tpare. District 8 was even the most affluent area on Mystical Ind.


    It was because, in the Eighth Master''s business, thergest force was the underground chamber of


    commerce.


    In other words, the underground chamber ofmerce was equivalent to an uncrowned king in District 8. At 8:00 pm, on the ninth floor of the underground chamber ofmerce, all the gorgeously dressed underground chamber ofmerce''s higher-ups stood respectfully in two rows weing their king humbly.


    It was a young man in a ck suit.


    He was very handsome. He had a fairplexion and red lips, and the corners of his lips naturally curled up as if he was smiling all the time. People called him "smiling tiger".


    His name was Joshua Miller, the owner of this enormous underground chamber ofmerce.


    He was also the owner of District 8.


    But he also had another name.


    Theo Lockwood.