My Wife is a Hidden Big Shot-Chapter 213 - 207: The Lowell Family’s Martial King, You Are No Match
A murderous glint flashed in Aurora Sinclair’s eyes. She pursed her lips and delivered a heavy punch, shattering every meridian in his body and leaving him with just a breath of life.
When Alvin Morgan arrived, he saw a car crashed into a tree on the roadside with a man, half-dead, lying beside it.
Alvin Morgan’s expression changed, and he immediately ran toward the factory. Inside, however, lay seven or eight men, barely clinging to life and moaning in agony on the ground.
"Where’s Aurora Sinclair?" Alvin Morgan demanded, grabbing one of the less-injured men.
"H... help me..."
"Where is she?"
"I... I don’t know..."
The Morgan Family’s men quickly searched the factory but found no sign of Aurora Sinclair. They only discovered skeletal remains in a water prison.
Dean Morgan looked worriedly at his master’s eyes, which were filled with a murderous aura.
"Young Master..."
"Take everyone here back to the Morgan Family."
Alvin Morgan looked at the rapidly moving red dot on his phone, jumped straight into his car, and sped off in Aurora Sinclair’s direction.
Meanwhile, the taxi Elias Lennox was in nearly collided with Aurora Sinclair’s car.
The driver cursed, "Do you even know how to drive—"
Elias instantly cried out, "Turn around, quick! Follow that car."
The driver, startled, quickly made a U-turn, but the other car was driving furiously, like a race car.
They watched as the other car pulled further and further away.
Elias grew anxious. He told the driver to stop, and while the man was off-guard, he knocked him unconscious with a chop to the neck. Elias quickly switched places with him, slammed on the gas, and gave chase.
Elsewhere, Eve Lowell was startled by the message from YL and shot up from her seat in a panic.
’Why would an A-level Mercenary know Aurora Sinclair?’
’Will he expose the plan?’
Eve Lowell looked at the website, sat back down, and immediately reported the mercenary.
Soon, Elias Lennox received a notification from The International Mercenary Alliance.
[You are suspected of threatening a client and have been reported. Cease all action immediately and provide your justification. Countdown: 5 minutes.]
But Elias Lennox was so focused on chasing Aurora Sinclair, he didn’t see the system notification at all.
Five minutes later, the system sent another notification.
[Justification failed. You will be investigated by an S-level Mercenary. During the investigation, your A-level Mercenary permissions, international pass, and all other credentials from the Mercenaries’ League are suspended. Assigning S-level Mercenary...]
Immediately after, Alvin Morgan, who was driving, suddenly received the case information from The International Mercenary Alliance system. He replied with just two words: "Too busy—"
[The case will be transferred to the second S-level Mercenary.]
"Approved."
The handler for Elias Lennox’s report was immediately changed to a randomly assigned S-level Mercenary: The Silver Wolf.
Meanwhile, up ahead, Aurora Sinclair’s path was finally blocked by Beta Morgan, Benjamin Morgan, and their men.
"Aurora—"
The two of them were horrified to see Aurora’s face covered in blood. Beta Morgan, in particular, knew her wounds didn’t heal easily and that she could go into shock from excessive blood loss, so his heart instantly leaped into his throat.
"Aurora, get down, quick! Let me treat your wounds."
Only then did Aurora Sinclair feel a wave of dizziness. She slowly took a small vial of medicine from her pocket and let Beta Morgan apply it for her.
Looking at her battered hands, Beta Morgan’s heart ached for his master. ’If he saw this, killing those people hundreds of times over wouldn’t be enough,’ he thought.
With a SCREECH of tires, a taxi pulled to a stop a short distance behind them.
Elias Lennox pushed the door open and ran toward them, his face etched with anxiety.
"Aurora—"
When he saw the wounds on Aurora, a flash of killing intent crossed his eyes.
"We absolutely cannot let those two get away with this."
"You know who they are?" Benjamin Morgan asked sharply.
Elias Lennox looked at him for a moment, then grimly recited two account names. By the time Benjamin Morgan went to check, both accounts had already been deleted.
Elias suppressed the fury in his eyes, regretting his earlier impulsiveness.
Benjamin Morgan quickly sent the account information to the data center to attempt a data recovery.
Their young master had originally added several protection mechanisms to safeguard user privacy. Now, to look up the raw information, they needed his private key for authorization.
It was especially difficult to retrieve the raw user information for deleted accounts like these. They would probably need to get authorization from the central AI.
***
"For crying out loud, miss, don’t move, or your wounds will reopen!" came Beta Morgan’s frantic, nagging shout from the side.
Aurora Sinclair, her head wrapped in a white bandage, jumped out of the Morgan Family’s black car. "I’m going to the Lowell Family."
"The Young Master will be here soon. Leave the rest to us to handle..."
"No. The Lowell Family has a Martial King. You can’t beat him," Aurora Sinclair stated bluntly.
Beta Morgan was at a loss for words, staring helplessly as he blocked her path.
Aurora Sinclair’s current appearance was hardly suitable for storming the Lowell Family’s home. Beta Morgan had wrapped so many bandages around her forehead that only a palm-sized portion of her face was visible. Both of her hands were bandaged up like rice dumplings, and her clothes were covered in bloodstains, emitting a foul odor.
Just as he spoke, Alvin Morgan’s car finally arrived.
A tall figure rushed out of the car.
"Aurora—"
He pulled Aurora Sinclair into his arms, and his frantic heart only began to settle after he felt her body heat and heartbeat.
"Morgan, I’m fine." Although Aurora Sinclair’s voice was as calm as ever, a hint of shyness could still be detected.
The man holding her seemed to be trembling slightly. His warm breath felt searing hot, leaving her at a loss.
He whispered in her ear again, "As long as you’re okay..."
The moment he saw her, all the shock and fury in Alvin Morgan’s heart vanished, replaced by nothing but heartache and helplessness.
Elsewhere, when Joyce Guthrie was suddenly unable to contact the Guthrie Family bodyguards, a sense of foreboding washed over her.
She immediately called someone, then walked calmly out of her dormitory and tossed a phone into a trash can.
Her face was cold.
’Eve Lowell dared to scheme against me. Since she’s going to be ruthless, she can’t blame me for being cruel.’
Joyce Guthrie took out another phone. "Tie up the loose ends..."
***
「The Lowell Family’s Ancestral Home.」
Hugo Lowell was in the courtyard drinking tea and playing chess when he suddenly heard Butler Lowell’s respectful voice.
"Family Head, the Young Master of the Morgan Family has arrived with his men."
Hugo Lowell picked up a black stone, placed it on the chessboard, and said nonchalantly, "Let them in."
"Yes..."
The Lowell Family’s ancestral home was a traditional residence with five successive courtyards. Its gray bricks, green tiles, high walls, and deep courtyards gave off a stately and solemn air. The interior was decorated with an ancient, rustic charm.
Upon entering the courtyard, Aurora Sinclair felt a faint Power. It must be the domain of Power released by the Martial King.
Only those who had reached the Martial King Realm could use a domain of Power to intimidate other Martial Artists.
Anyone within his domain of Power had their every move exposed to him, as if they were right under his nose.
Aurora Sinclair’s eyes flickered. With a twitch of her finger, she shrouded her body in a layer of her own Power.
After the group had been seated in the reception hall for a while, a man in black training clothes approached them.
"Young Lord Morgan, my apologies for the wait. Our Family Head has been expecting you."
Butler Lowell, a smile on his face, performed an ancient salute to Alvin Morgan and the others. His gaze widened in surprise when he saw Aurora Sinclair. "Does Miss Sinclair require a Martial Healer?"
"No need."
"In that case, please follow me."
Butler Lowell’s expression remained unchanged. He bowed slightly and gestured for the group to proceed.
They went from the front hall, around a screen, through a back door, and into the second courtyard.
This was the Lowell Family’s martial arts training ground. Many disciples in green training clothes were practicing their forms with impressive vigor. Upon seeing Butler Lowell, they all stopped in unison, brought their fists to their palms, and saluted.
Butler Lowell waved a hand at them and continued to lead Alvin Morgan’s group.
Elias Lennox glanced at them and sighed to himself. ’As expected of Veridia’s foremost Ancient Martial Family.’
’The weakest people here are at least Martial Master Level Martial Artists.’
"The third courtyard is where the Lowell clan’s relatives reside," Butler Lowell mentioned nonchalantly.
In this courtyard, the pressure from the domain of Power suddenly intensified. Aurora Sinclair subtly moved to Alvin Morgan’s side, shielding him from the full force of the pressure.
"Young Lord Morgan, my Family Head is just ahead. It is not convenient for me to enter. Please, go on ahead..."
In front of the gate to the fourth courtyard, Butler Lowell bowed and gestured for them to enter.
The group’s expressions changed slightly, as the pressure emanating from the fourth courtyard was that of the Great Martial Sect Level.
This was the Lowell Family’s way of putting them in their place.
Aurora Sinclair glanced at the smiling Butler Lowell and twitched a finger.
Suddenly, the great bronze bell in the courtyard, weighing several hundred kilograms, began to ring with a long, drawn-out chime.
