[{"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-1998":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},1750432,2236,"Chapter 1996: Evolution","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1998",1998,"\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trenton Smith held a bouncy ball, continuously smacking it against the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until now, he hadn’t received any news about Long Wind and the Red Dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No news means bad news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One minute ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The power in the building had been restored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meant Long Wind would lose the best chance to act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Red Dragon’s communicator had remained silent, and there was no news from Long Wind either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who’s knocking?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing the knock, Trenton Smith grabbed the bouncing ball again and slammed it down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll go check.\" The young technical guy stood up, walked to the door, and peered through the peephole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s Sawyer Beaumont.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let him in!\" Trenton Smith put away the bouncy ball and sat back on the sofa. \"With him back, we’ll have news.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guy opened the door lock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sawyer Beaumont walked in dully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s wrong with your head?\" Trenton Smith crossed his legs and pointed at Sawyer Beaumont’s bleeding head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sawyer Beaumont touched his head upon being asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a wound where his head had been smashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"N-No problem.\" Sawyer Beaumont spoke strangely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite sensing something was off, Trenton Smith was eager to know Long Wind and the others’ whereabouts, so he ignored it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, he picked up his phone to check the surveillance of Sawyer Beaumont’s return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He came alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one followed from outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surrounding cameras showed no anomalies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were the technical guy’s handiwork, hacking the nearby cameras.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With this, Trenton Smith believed Sawyer Beaumont was fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where are Long Wind and Red Dragon?\" He put down the phone and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the technical guy closed the door and stood behind Sawyer Beaumont.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They...\" Sawyer Beaumont furrowed his brow, trying to say something, but couldn’t get it out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mouth kept moving, but the sound was quieter than a mosquito’s buzz.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you saying?\" Trenton Smith urgently stood up and leaned close to his mouth. \"Speak up, louder!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sawyer Beaumont turned his head dully, looked at Trenton Smith’s head, and opened his mouth!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And instantly bit down!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trenton Smith’s keen instinct made him retreat subconsciously after realizing the danger!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was too late!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His skull was actually bitten, leaving a mark!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A large chunk of his scalp was torn off!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Courting death!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trenton Smith kicked out, sending Sawyer Beaumont flying against the wall!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kick had tremendous force!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It directly shattered Sawyer Beaumont’s body!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sawyer Beaumont’s chest was crushed, ribs flying out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood everywhere!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Definitely dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sawyer Beaumont was already a dead man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t die again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trenton Smith touched his head with his hand, extremely painful!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers were covered in blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he prepared to treat the wound, he was stunned to find the pile of shredded flesh standing up!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sawyer Beaumont, whose body had been kicked into a pile, was slowly standing up!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sawyer Beaumont was a Martial Artist; though his body was far less robust than Trenton Smith’s, he was much stronger than an average person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after that kick, all his internal organs were crushed, spread all over, yet his limbs remained!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you human or ghost!\" Trenton Smith pointed at Sawyer Beaumont, trembling as he shouted, \"You just won’t die!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sawyer Beaumont, once dull, now moved like a cheetah!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Attacking in an instant!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instinctively, Trenton Smith swung both fists forward!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Collision!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was shaken, arms numb, backing up continuously!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Sawyer Beaumont’s wrist had completely snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet still, Sawyer Beaumont kept pushing forward!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It doesn’t matter if you’re human or ghost! I’m going to tear you apart!\" Before finishing his words, Trenton Smith’s muscles surged!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed the tea table before him with one hand and smashed it violently!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sawyer Beaumont staggered from the hit!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But still, like the man, he stood up again!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Help!\" Trenton Smith had long forgotten about the scalp wound; the monster before him had raised all his goosebumps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unable to die, that’s the most terrifying!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got it!\" The young technical guy drew a knife from his waist, thrusting it straight into Sawyer Beaumont’s back!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he fiercely dragged downwards!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flesh ripped apart once more!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sawyer Beaumont turned his head, using his broken hand to grab the knife, and stabbed it fiercely into the technician’s heart!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The force was so great that the entire arm was fully submerged!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To whatever was inside Sawyer Beaumont, he didn’t need a body, only limbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monks on the Dusty Platform had only two hands and two feet, even if just skins, they could still unleash world-destroying power!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Sawyer Beaumont, at least, had a complete body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the technician’s death, only two remained in the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sawyer Beaumont, who the hell are you!\" Trenton Smith was already deeply afraid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s a monster!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Completely beyond his understanding!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, he recalled the mysterious figure from the temple incident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it hadn’t been difficult dealing with that guy, the headquarters wouldn’t have reassigned Lone Wolf, and Mily Smith wouldn’t have died on the plane!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could make sense of it, Sawyer Beaumont attacked again!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don’t believe that tearing you apart, you’d still survive!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trenton Smith steeled himself and began his mad assault!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang! Bang! Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He threw three punches in quick succession, driving Sawyer Beaumont back!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, he seized Sawyer Beaumont’s shoulders with both hands and tore them open!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squelch!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The body ripped apart!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sawyer Beaumont’s head collided with Trenton Smith’s under the momentum!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two heads clashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trenton Smith felt somewhat dizzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps from the impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the good news was, that body on the floor was dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, no movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trenton Smith cautiously kicked it aside, then smashed it several times with the sofa!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those shredded pieces made no response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He exhaled a long breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being in such a state, it logically shouldn’t have the ability to stand again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, it was him; if it had been others from the Martial Arts Association, they might have fallen today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trenton Smith wiped his face with both hands, covered in blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He calmed himself down, deciding to report this incident to headquarters!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Retrieving his phone, Trenton Smith called the Martial Arts Association’s president.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Trenton, I’m in a meeting with Elder Shadow Kims, what’s going on?\" An elder’s voice came through the receiver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Report to the chairman, I...\" Trenton Smith’s body suddenly trembled!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly moved to the mirror!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He discovered a fingernail embedded in his forehead!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps from the recent head collision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through the mirror, Trenton Smith watched that fingernail slice into his head...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three minutes later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His phone rang again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Trenton, are you alright? Why didn’t you say anything earlier?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as the call connected, the elder’s voice came again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m fine, earlier... the signal wasn’t good. I’m on a mission, so I need to be cautious. I’m calling you because I’m returning.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trenton Smith’s demeanor was no longer as dull as Sawyer Beaumont’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spoke more fluently, and his thoughts became clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed from Old Eight, to the video-shooting driver, to Sawyer Beaumont, and finally to Trenton Smith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each time was an evolution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trenton Smith hung up, faced the mirror, and smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>",1185,"2026-06-06T17:05:52.876Z",1,"novelbin.me","b73f943783d8177f6df9ff52c24433a9c0320b11c368cb96e6a5ef978e90e240","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1999","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-1997",2546,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flegend-of-dragon-son-in-law-cover.jpg"]