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.

that I want to ask her,” said the white-haired old man,

man.

Cheyenne could tell that he was not entirely

kill her,” he said. Cheyenne represented a loss of two

to hear what Mr.

front of him was the gut she and Iker

hear this “Mr. King” reply with a cold smirk, “Cheyenne cured Iker’s leg. She must know what the final level of the Thirteen Needles is. That’s why she can’t die just yet!”

Cheyenne healed Iker’s leg!

How was that possible?

girl, and Iker’s leg was not only necrotic but

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

truly surprised

were very few women who were as intelligent,

the prestigious families in

ladylike appearances, they were all rigid and

the mask specifically instructed Mr. King, walking out of the room with his hands behind his

do anything to hurt her. I’ve changed my

man seemed to be in awe,

goal is the Thirteen Needles… until I obtain

“Mm.”

footsteps

dressed in a black robe with a wide brim hat that covered most of his face. Cheyenne squinted her eyes, trying to adapt

like she had seen

images flashed through her mind. Cheyenne had a sudden realization, and her lips parted with a smile mingled with a

“Granduncle, it’s really you!”

He didn’t deny it and slowly removed his hat, revealing a familiar face with white

As a member of the Edwards family, even if Granduncle

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