Chapter 947

“Sir Reeds, the letter could have been fabricated.”

Spring said calmly, “All he needed to do was to get someone to imitate my penmanship.

“He could easily make a fake letter. It doesn’t prove anything.”

“Precisely! Who knows if he made it up?” The Hills took Spring’s side readily.

“Oh, Spring, it seems like I’ve underestimated you. How can you still be denying what you’ve done?

“Alright, since you insist you’re innocent, I’ll give you evidence you can’t deny.”

Dustin clapped. Then, the disciples of the Kirin Gang parted to make way.

Then, an old man with white hair and beard strode out with his head held high.

Everyone stood frozen in place as if they’d been struck by lightning.

The old man was none other than the late Sir Paul!

“H–how is this possible? Isn’t Sir Paul dead?”

“Oh my god! I can’t possibly be looking at a ghost now, right?”

on? Has the dead come back to

and they all staggered back. They looked like they’d seen a ghost.

seven days ago. Many of them even watched as his

buried.

he standing before them now? Could he have

with his eyes wide as saucers. He

dead yet?” Conrad swallowed dryly. He instantly lost

come back to life!

those from the Balerno and Glenstead martial arts alliance and all the sects.

“H–he’s not dead?”

as his eyes widened. His calm composure was

trembled and sweated all over, gripped by fear. Never in his darkest dreams had he imagined such a strange thing would happen.

it’s time you deal with your

have you got to say now?” Paul shouted at Spring, his face dark.

Why

frightened he stumbled backward with terror on his

could I call all of you, you

equi,

death? How could

shook his head, unable to accept what

was just one step away from

all come to waste now. It was a big

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