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.

There is something more important that I want to ask her,” said the white-haired old man, hurriedly walking over and intervening, exchanging

man.

his brows and Cheyenne could tell that he

must give me a reason not to kill her,” he said. Cheyenne represented a loss of two

to hear what Mr. King

in front of him

the Thirteen Needles is. That’s why she can’t die just yet!” Upon hearing this, the man in the mask also froze for a

Cheyenne healed Iker’s leg!

How was that possible?

Iker’s leg was not only necrotic but also affected

know that Iker was poisoned, let alone be able to heal

truly

were very few women who were as intelligent, beautiful, talented, and

families in Onistead

ladylike appearances, they were all rigid and calculating

the mask specifically instructed Mr. King, walking

Remember, don’t do anything to hurt her. I’ve changed my

command, the old man seemed to be

is the Thirteen Needles… until I

“Mm.”

man had indeed left… His footsteps grew

in front of her was “Mr. King,” also dressed in a black robe with a wide brim hat that covered most of his face. Cheyenne squinted her eyes, trying to adapt to the blinding light, and focused on the old man standing

she had seen him

realization, and her lips parted with a

“Granduncle, it’s really you!”

deny it and slowly removed his hat, revealing a familiar face with white hair. Indeed, it was

As a member of the Edwards family, even if Granduncle had once betrayed Grandfather, he should still prioritize the

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