[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-legend-of-dragon-son-in-law":3,"chapter-legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1136":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Legend of Dragon Son-in-law",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1749570,2236,"Chapter 1135 - 1135 1135 Revenge","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1136",1136,"\u003Cp>Chapter 1135: Chapter 1135: Revenge Chapter 1135: Chapter 1135: Revenge The sound of a dart echoed non-stop within the hotel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Assassinates someone in public?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the victim is the second son of the Cook Family?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quamane Cook’s eyes were filled with disbelief as he fell to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive amount of blood gushed from his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Struggling briefly, he died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Killed by a single dart!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It pierced his heart!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the vast hotel, you could hear a pin drop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My son…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Callum Cook stood frozen, his throat moved slightly as he slowly bent down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ƝοѵǤ0.сο\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With trembling hands, he touched Quamane’s face, tears streaming down his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He brought this upon himself, he couldn’t survive it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed led Bamboo Whitaker, step by step to Callum Cook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bodyguards wisely stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nobody wanted to extend their life!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Furthermore, from the moment Bamboo Whitaker appeared at the Starlight Mansion, the Cook Family had already lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You can have everything from the Whitaker family,” Callum Cook turned around furiously, his eyes red as he yelled, “But why, why did you have to kill my son!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your son?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed placed the dart on Callum Cook’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your son’s life matters, but does not the Whitaker family’s?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Initially, Ian Cook, to seize the Whitaker family fortune, caused the deaths of dozens of Whitakers!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How do we settle this debt?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he spoke, the whole room was in uproar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that so?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Whitaker family was actually killed by the Cook Family?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had suspicions, but I didn’t expect them to be true!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve said it before: how could the Whitaker family just coincidentally have people dying of illness, nearly wiped out!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Ian Cook, with not a single issue!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn the Cook Family, that’s a bit too much!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Murder for wealth indeed!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The discussions among the guests were filled with anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though they were businessmen, their conscience was not lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the truth about the Whitaker family, a nameless fury surged in their hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re slandering us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Callum Cook was somewhat panicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This matter was only known by the Cook Family people; how did this man find out?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It doesn’t matter anymore.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed threw a dart on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve said before, Lucian Whitaker is my friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, in front of everyone, I’m giving you a chance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tossed the dart onto the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Commit suicide, and you might retain some dignity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You dare!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In broad daylight, you dare kill me?” Callum Cook pointed at his own face, roaring in anger, “Who do you think you are?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But your son, I obviously killed him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed smiled as he bent down, only half a meter away from Callum Cook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Back then, the evidence of your harm to the Whitaker persons, I already had it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, he pressed the voice recorder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, was Palmer Cook’s voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Excluding the part about Medicine King Valley, the entire confession Palmer Cook made that day in the restaurant was clearly played.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Callum Cook’s face was filled with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This recording is enough to ruin your reputation,” Julius Reed looked around the room, gazing at the people in the hall, and said with a light smile, “If anyone is interested, I can make a copy for each of you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Callum Cook collapsed directly onto the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze was blank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the acts of the Cook Family were exposed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would lose their standing in Morwenna.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And there, standing before him, was Bamboo Whitaker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can you tell me your name?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Callum Cook slowly raised his head, took a deep breath, and suddenly became very calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Julius Reed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed smiled slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You won’t rest in peace even as a ghost?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh, so it seems.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Callum Cook slowly picked up the hidden weapon box from the ground, a bitter smile on his face, “Really, I won’t rest until I haunt you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you really could turn into a ghost.” Julius Reed pointed at Callum Cook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I would shatter your soul!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’re no match for me alive, how can you be in death?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Farewell, no goodbyes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hss…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Callum Cook took a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly closed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His finger—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Triggered the mechanism!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dart to the soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nominal chairman of the Whitaker Corporation, with eyes wide open, fell on the main stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood gushed like a fountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It even splattered onto the birthday cake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was quite ironic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Callum Cook was a puppet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many in the audience were friends of Blaze Whitaker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their involvement in the murder of the Whitaker family wouldn’t endure scrutiny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once investigated, it would certainly be exposed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Callum Cook had been living in fear for many years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, it was a kind of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Quamane Cook died in a drunk driving accident, killing five people, he deserved his death!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed finished speaking and softly exclaimed, “Terry Moore!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Present!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Terry Moore shouted loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Open the coffin!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The marble coffin was flung open!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bon voyage, Mr.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cook!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed said, then with one hand, he grabbed Callum Cook’s corpse and fiercely threw it toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corpse landed in the coffin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It fit perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Terry Moore lifted the marble coffin lid single-handedly and slammed it shut with force!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guests in the lobby were somewhat terrified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This scene was too sudden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A birthday transformed into a death day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone, the host is dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What are you still doing here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed walked to the cake, gently pushed the blood aside with a knife, cut a piece, and put it in his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He chewed gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The taste seemed not bad?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The faint vanilla flavor stimulated his appetite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Want a bite?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Bamboo Whitaker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The present Bamboo Whitaker, with red eyes, continuously shed tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this revenge?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what was the point!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Whitaker Family could never come back to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where is Ian Cook?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed turned around and stared at the dumbstruck bodyguards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A steel fork flew from Julius Reed’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bodyguard closest to him had his five fingers neatly chopped off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>upstairs!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His colleague hastily shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fearing that a late response would cost him his fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed said very gentlemanly and slowly started walking upstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door to the box at the stair’s landing was open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ian Cook was sitting in a chair, head tilted back, blood flowing from every orifice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was already dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did he poison himself?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed, dragging Bamboo Whitaker along, gently grabbed Ian Cook’s pulse with his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wicked woman!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bamboo Whitaker finally couldn’t hold back, and started punching and kicking Ian Cook’s corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While hitting, she sobbed bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Davenport!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, Terry Moore and Karen burst in and, seeing what was in front of them, were both taken aback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Karen, I feel he isn’t dead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed sat on a chair, scrutinizing, “At Medicine King Valley, do you have any drugs that can feign death?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t believe that Ian Cook could die so easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There really is!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Karen took out two silver needles from her pocket and fiercely stabbed them into the top of Ian Cook’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sound, Ian Cook opened his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he saw Julius Reed and Bamboo Whitaker, his eyes filled with terror!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just before, Ian Cook had seen Callum Cook’s grisly death through surveillance and hurriedly swallowed a pill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he hadn’t expected…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t expect that, did you?” Julius Reed said with a faint smile, “Not to conceal it, your father was also killed by me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ian Cook’s eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pff!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed held Bamboo Whitaker close, covering her eyes with his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One slash, slicing open Ian Cook’s throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying that, he turned and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving only Ian Cook clutching his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An hour later!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crash!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The glass on the second floor was shattered!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man charged crazily towards Ian Cook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he saw the two silver needles on top of Ian Cook’s head, his whole body trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He roared.\u003C\u002Fp>",1355,"2026-06-06T17:05:19.985Z",1,"novelbin.me","adf8cf9538e8600019e4ec41cb36ce95b4fb4b790abd25cacec5b9b9b176a8e1","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1137","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1135",2546,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flegend-of-dragon-son-in-law-cover.jpg"]