[{"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-1449":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},1749933,2236,"Chapter 1447: 1447: The Eldest Son","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1449",1449,"\u003Cp>Chapter 1447: Chapter 1447: The Eldest Son\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah…” Osvaldo Will was just about to speak to dissuade him when Julius Reed suddenly turned around and pointed outside the door. “Look at the sun; it’s sinking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Osvaldo Will’s heart trembled, and he hurriedly gave a deep bow. “Farewell, Golden Envoy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how much resentment or dissatisfaction he felt, he had to swallow it down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If his negligence led to the murder of the youngest Will, Osvaldo would no longer be able to find footing within the Micah Will faction!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As an elder, he had enjoyed all the richness and glory of the Mortal World.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cherished his honor like tender feathers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Young, tonight the Vein Holder will visit you personally!” Osvaldo lifted his head and looked at the expressionless Gabriel Young. His tone carried a trace of threat. “We are born of the same roots. Why must we torment each other in such haste?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, he flung his sleeves dramatically and led the Micah Will disciples out in disgrace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they arrived, they were like fierce tigers roaring in the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When departing, they scurried away like rats hugging their heads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder, how could Gabriel Young possibly be tied to the royal lineage?” The spacious Young Family courtyard echoed as a Micah Will disciple quietly inquired while walking with caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one had imagined that something which began as a well-scripted hostile takeover would be completely ruined simply due to the arrival of an unfamiliar man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait until we return and see how the Vein Holder decides. The young master is in their hands; we have no other choice.” Osvaldo cursed silently in his heart!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To gild his youngest son’s reputation, Osvaldo had arranged for Kamden Will to participate in a battle like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But who would have thought? Instead of gaining glory, they lost face, shedding a layer of metaphorical skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What a useless waste!” Osvaldo couldn’t help but cry out in anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Micah Will disciples were confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Me!” Osvaldo snorted coldly, climbed into the black luxury car with a flushed red face, and slammed the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Elder of the Micah Will faction, a figure of immense authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet today, in front of his own disciples, he had been chased out like a dog!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Move! What are you standing there for?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Osvaldo raised his head and barked viciously at the driver in the front seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder, the car isn’t moving!” The driver stomped on the accelerator desperately, but all he got was the roar of the engine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vehicle didn’t budge an inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, a Micah Will disciple noticed something amiss and shouted through the car window, “Your wheels have been removed!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Osvaldo abruptly pushed open the car door, stepped out, and examined the situation!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At once, his face turned a sickly green!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bloody hell!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All four tires were gone!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the rims had vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What should we do?” a Micah Will disciple asked for instructions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the Young Family’s location wasn’t too far away from where they were—an hour’s walk at most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Osvaldo looked around desperately; there wasn’t a single vehicle repair service in sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was an upscale residential area; mobile tire repair services were simply unheard of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The young master’s situation is urgent.” Osvaldo pulled out his phone, only to find there was no signal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bloody hell! Let’s move!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glancing one last time at his custom-made luxury car worth over 300 million, Osvaldo still couldn’t help but feel a pang of regret!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What about the car?” A Micah Will disciple barely asked before receiving a sharp slap to the face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fool! Is the young master’s life more important, or this piece of junk car?” Osvaldo clenched his fist, storming off in the direction of the Cook Family without turning back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Follow him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the Micah Will disciples trailed hastily behind him, quickly vanishing from the street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hardly had the Micah Will faction left when Julius Reed, accompanied by Ambrose Young, strolled out leisurely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them, a Grandmaster carried all four tires.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This car—it’s my gift to you.” Julius gestured at Osvaldo’s luxury car with a grin. “Behave yourself from now on, and I’ll make sure you won’t be treated unfairly. Don’t forget to remove the license plates.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks, Dad!” Although Ambrose’s family was wealthy, the notion of driving an enemy’s high-end luxury car thrilled him immensely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a trophy of war!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I told you, don’t call me Dad. You’re not worthy.” Julius sighed, his mind drifting to last night’s incident when Merrill Caldwell barged into his room. It gave him a headache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Men were competing to call him Father, while women wanted to be his concubines. Was this the tribulation Julius Reed was destined to bear in this lifetime?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it because of his outrageously good looks?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How shallow!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t his fault he was this handsome. Why should he have to endure such torment for a lifetime?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hurry! Put the tires on!” Ambrose walked around the luxury car three times, laughing exuberantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Excuse me, are you Ambrose Young?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a teenage boy accompanied by an elder appeared at the Young Family’s doorway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, and who are you?” Ambrose instinctively stepped back, while the Young Family Grandmaster stepped forward, watching the pair warily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both being Grandmasters, they could sense the aura of strength emanating from the two approaching individuals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A top-tier Great Grandmaster!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in the Young Family, martial artists of this caliber were exceedingly rare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A top-tier Great Grandmaster could easily become a regional overlord and establish their own sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a person had no need to bow to anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy, dressed in a white suit with neatly parted hair, exuded an air of elegance. His black leather shoes gleamed under the light, and he held a lit cigar delicately between his fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every part of his attire was extravagantly expensive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One hand rested in his pocket, and the other held the glowing cigar that emitted a trail of smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No need to be alarmed.” The boy extended the hand holding the cigar, pressing it downward lightly in a calming gesture. “Allow me to introduce myself—Jace Will.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy took a puff of his cigar, exhaling smoke softly, then smiled. “Eldest son of the Micah Will faction.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, the nerves of the Young Family martial artists snapped taut!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The youngest Will was imprisoned in their warehouse, and now the eldest son of the Micah Will faction had shown up. Was he here to risk his life?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or to rescue his brother?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or perhaps to take Ambrose hostage as leverage?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But hadn’t Osvaldo Will just left? Were the two of them not on the same side?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me reiterate.” Jace Will tilted his head, flicked the cigar out of his hand, then extended that same hand before smiling at Ambrose Young. “I’m here today to make a friend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice brimmed with overwhelming confidence!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a demeanor was unmistakably characteristic of an heir from a prestigious family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ambrose Young!” Steeling himself, Ambrose took a step forward, equally defiant, as he extended his own hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master! You mustn’t!” The Young Family martial artists urged caution, trying to prevent Ambrose from making contact with the mysterious pair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder Sinclair, I, Ambrose Young, the crowned first heir of Swimming City, can’t even shake a hand? Wouldn’t that become a laughingstock?” Ambrose scoffed lightly, smiling as he firmly clasped Jace Will’s hand. “What is the purpose of your visit, Mr. Will? I doubt you’re here just to make friends.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha! I like how straightforward you are, Brother Ambrose!” After a brief handshake, Jace withdrew his right hand and tucked it back into his pocket. “I’m here because of Kamden Will.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kamden Will?” Ambrose raised an eyebrow slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t heard the name before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, that’s the younger brother of mine you’ve imprisoned.” Jace added casually, “Same father, different mothers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So Mr. Will is here to demand his release?” Ambrose’s expression darkened, and he prepared to withdraw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course not.” Jace’s smile remained unchanged. “Don’t misunderstand, Mr. Young. The reason I didn’t come here together with Elder Mr. Will is because our stances are… different. I came because I want my brother dead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, a sharp gleam of cold light flickered in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>",1378,"2026-06-06T17:05:28.959Z",1,"novelbin.me","8a6e273036724167aeb9cbe3b3c8d8492c88c8e517305960ab35fea32c2494d5","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1450","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1448",2546,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flegend-of-dragon-son-in-law-cover.jpg"]