Chapter 467: Granduncle

Seeing her speechless for a while, the man felt a small sense of victory. ‘Finally afraid now, aren’t you?’

He continued to announce Cheyenne’s “crimes”.

“Cheyenne, female, twenty-one years old, your sin is pride!”

“Someone like you, who puts yourself above everything and disregards the organization’s rules, even God wouldn’t tolerate it.”

Arrogance?

She sarcastically sneered, “Pride is the first of the seven deadly sins. In the Bible, pride represents a challenge to God. Is TWILIGHT afraid of a weak woman like me?”

And the famous devil Satan’s first sin was also pride, challenging the authority of God, which is absolutely not allowed.

“Now that you know, Miss Lawrence, and you’re still so arrogant, then let’s hear what your punishment will be! According to TWILIGHT’s rules, Miss Lawrence shall receive… the Sea Burial!”

The history of the sea burial is very ancient. It originated from the Nordic pirates. At sunset, the body is placed on a small boat and thrown into the sea to sink.

After hearing his verdict, Cheyenne was relieved that at least she still had a “complete corpse”.

Suddenly, a familiar and elderly voice came from the entrance, startling Cheyenne. She turned her head and looked.

It was pitch black.

She couldn’t see anything.

Oh right, she had forgotten that her eyes were covered by a cloth.

ask her,” said the white-haired old man, hurriedly walking over and

man.

the man furrowed his brows and Cheyenne could tell that he was not entirely pleased with

to kill her,” he

hear what Mr. King

him was the gut she and Iker

only hear this “Mr. King” reply with a cold smirk, “Cheyenne cured Iker’s leg. She must know what the final level of the

Cheyenne healed Iker’s leg!

How was that possible?

Iker’s leg was not only necrotic but also affected

regular doctors wouldn’t know that Iker was poisoned, let alone be

truly

longer wanted to kill her. There were very few women who were as intelligent,

prestigious families in Onistead were

appearances, they were all rigid

specifically instructed Mr. King, walking out of the room with

I’ll temporarily leave her to you. Remember, don’t do anything to hurt her. I’ve

seemed to be in

assured, my only goal is the Thirteen Needles…

“Mm.”

left… His footsteps grew fainter and eventually disappeared

the blindfold tied around her eyes, a black cloth, was removed. Standing in front of her was “Mr. King,” also dressed in a black robe with a wide brim hat that covered

figure… She felt like she had seen him

her mind. Cheyenne had a sudden realization, and her lips parted with a smile mingled with a hint of

“Granduncle, it’s really you!”

figured out his identity. He didn’t deny it and slowly removed his hat, revealing a familiar face with white hair.

the Edwards family, even if Granduncle had once betrayed Grandfather, he should still prioritize the

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