[{"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-1888":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},1750172,2236,"Chapter 1886: A Bet Is a Bet","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1888",1888,"\u003Cp>\"Young master, don’t be fooled!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The martial masters accompanying him hurriedly intervened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were not only martial masters from the hall but also Carl Percival’s bodyguards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anything were to happen to Carl Percival, these martial masters wouldn’t be able to escape blame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a small bet, they had no right, nor would they dare, to stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was a gamble of life!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One life, there’s only one chance!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get lost!\" Carl Percival shoved the martial master aside, saying fiercely, \"Anyone who dares to stop me today, get out!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt humiliated today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything had gone smoothly his whole life and now mocked by a young man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in front of the woman he liked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes, when you live, you can’t abandon your dignity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially with his identity as the young master of Dominating Martial Arts Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Carl Percival backed down today, the whole Moon Manor would be discussing it tomorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was equal to social death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kid, don’t try to provoke me!\" Carl Percival sneered, his eyes carrying a hint of chill. \"But there’s one thing, I need to check the dart.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I set the rules.\" Julius Reed raised the concealed weapon box, passing it to him: \"Each opens one of the boxes. You first?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll go first!\" Carl Percival took the box, smiling as he glanced at the sword cultivators on the side: \"Please, officers, be witnesses.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword cultivators naturally enjoyed this scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They couldn’t handle Julius Reed, and even had to step in to protect him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if Carl Percival made a move, it had nothing to do with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among martial artists, life-and-death duels were common.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In such a situation, as long as the manor was informed, having a sword cultivator as a witness, made it fair and reasonable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one would hold the killer responsible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, martial artists, were hot-tempered, never yielding to opponents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who was Carl Percival?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young master of Dominating Martial Arts Hall, quite famous within the manor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he took out this thorn, it couldn’t be more fitting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The manor’s people couldn’t pick out any faults.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’ll regret this.\" Carl Percival determined there was indeed a dart inside, began to spin!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swiftly loaded it into the revolver, aiming at his temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a martial arts expert, seeing the dart’s position was too easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carl Percival gave his opponent a choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dart was in the last position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last box, was a situation of certain death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With sword cultivators as witnesses, he really wanted to see his opponent’s fear and panic in the face of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Want to back out?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, kneel and beg for mercy, then leave Dorian Cook here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, die!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Empty chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sorry, your turn.\" Carl Percival tossed the box over, his eyes fixed on Julius Reed’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to ensure the opponent was not tampering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed aimed at his temple, also an empty chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carl Percival took the box back, pulled the trigger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two calmly continued back and forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the martial masters and sword cultivators around had their hearts in their throats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the box sounded, it would surely be a major event!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Last two shots.\" Carl Percival weighed the box in his hand, aimed at his temple, full of confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If this box doesn’t sound, I apologize then.\" He smiled as he pulled the trigger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The martial masters behind Carl Percival held their breath, not daring to exhale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Empty chamber!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whew...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The martial masters exhaled a long sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword cultivators were even more excited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could there be a more perfect ending than this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A troublemaker, provoking himself, dies by the young master of Dominating Martial Arts Hall’s hidden weapon box?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The recorders on their chest continuously recorded, proving this was a legitimate competition between both parties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Life and death as fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No placing blame on the other party.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come on? Chicken?\" Carl Percival stretched out his hand triumphantly, offering the box to Julius Reed, intentionally or unintentionally glancing at Dorian Cook. \"Sorry, I killed your sweetheart.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian Cook remained silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t know what would happen next, but she knew one thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone opposing the West Tower never met a good end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sutton was an example.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hurry up! With the sword cultivators here, don’t think of backtracking!\" Carl Percival grabbed Julius Reed’s hand, thrusting the box toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Open the box!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A bet should keep its promise!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Need help?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The martial masters behind Carl Percival were very pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As usual, when the young master completed something major, they all received rewards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, all that was left was for this thorn in front of them to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed weighed the box, looked at the eager eyes of those around, shook his head: \"You didn’t get the rule straight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\" Carl Percival slightly frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In roulette, wasn’t it always played this way?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My original words were, ’whoever’s turn opens the box.’\" Julius Reed instantly raised the box, aimed at Carl Percival: \"I didn’t say it had to be aimed at themselves!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You trick...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The box sounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shell casing fell to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Carl Percival’s forehead appeared a bloody hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his eyes, there was a fear yet to fade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fell backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You dared to kill our young master!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The martial masters stood frozen briefly, then charged over in fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Accept the consequences of gambling.\" Julius Reed pulled a dart from his pocket, loaded it into the box. \"Whoever dares to kill me first, don’t blame me for self-defense.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he raised the box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A martial master fell directly into a pool of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others, seeing this, dared not advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master sword cultivators, you need to stand up for us!\" The martial master quickly looked to the sword cultivators beside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this guy dared to go against sword cultivators, there was no way he could leave Moon Manor alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stand up?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did the sword cultivator not want Julius Reed dead?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Absolutely!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they couldn’t!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man was bold, and even more meticulous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d made it clear, the gambling agreement only stated opening the box, it didn’t specify with whom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To blame, Carl Percival was too hasty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t clarify the issue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The recorders on their chests clearly recorded their conversation and all that happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To really reason out, there was no flaw to find.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Accepting the gambling terms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you have any objections, you can complain to the manor owner. Today’s matter was due to Carl Percival’s negligence; this brother was in no way wrong.\" The sword cultivators passed the buck immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kicking the issue to the manor owner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Percival Family was wealthy, truly one of the top martial halls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With wealth, connections, and power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither side could offend the sword cultivators easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially since their companion had been with a head cleanly taken off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Made the sword cultivators even more afraid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could they dare offend?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Quick, collect the body, any issues, find the Think Tank.\" The sword cultivator waved: \"The order we received was to ensure his safety.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dorian Cook quietly clicked her tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goodness!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sword cultivators so proactively, energetically protected the murderer of their colleague.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at Julius Reed again, her gaze had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truly conquering with virtue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly converted his opponent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Make way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed pushed aside the sword cultivator ahead, rummaged for a while, and pulled out a copper coin from his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tossing it onto Carl Percival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Burial fee. Oh right, I know the Funeral Alliance, you get a twenty percent discount. Interested?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thanks a lot!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The martial masters gritted their teeth, lifting Carl Percival’s body and quickly departing.\u003C\u002Fp>",1279,"2026-06-06T17:05:50.650Z",1,"novelbin.me","828dd6e4d54e1bc5285eb04dc7ea4ed0055d8aa37b8adb0d49ef34b00c214d8f","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1889","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1887",2546,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flegend-of-dragon-son-in-law-cover.jpg"]