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.

on, Master Charlie. She can’t die yet. There is something more important that I want to ask her,” said the white-haired old

man.

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

kill her,” he said. Cheyenne represented

wanted to hear what Mr. King had

in front of him was the gut she and Iker

leg. She must know what the final level of the Thirteen Needles is.

Cheyenne healed Iker’s leg!

How was that possible?

and Iker’s leg was not only necrotic but also

wouldn’t know that Iker was poisoned, let alone be able to

truly

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

prestigious families in Onistead were not as interesting as

were all rigid

specifically instructed Mr. King, walking

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

given this command, the old man seemed to be

only goal is the Thirteen Needles… until I obtain that

“Mm.”

man had indeed left… His footsteps grew

black robe with a wide brim hat that

like she

mind. Cheyenne had a sudden 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.

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

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