[{"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-863":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},1749347,2236,"Chapter 862 - 862 862 Asking the Guest into the Urn","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-863",863,"\u003Cp>Chapter 862: Chapter 862: Asking the Guest into the Urn Chapter 862: Chapter 862: Asking the Guest into the Urn “`\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waylon Huntington’s heart clenched, his face becoming extremely unsightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nine hundred and thirty million!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the value of the sedan—nine hundred and thirty million!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Exclusively customized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The paint, metal sheeting, interior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All handcrafted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meticulously sculpted and polished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every detail required a significant amount of time to perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was strewn all over the place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scattered on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pretty flashy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at his masterpiece, Julius Reed nodded in satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sedan no longer had a roof or doors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The front windshield was directly cracked, resembling a spider’s web.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had one foot on the car and hadn’t even lifted the other when—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A loud noise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chassis of the car broke into two halves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chopped in the middle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huff!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waylon Huntington took a deep breath, his face turning red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nine hundred and thirty million!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Completely totaled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One minute ago, it was still a gleaming luxury car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One minute later, it had become a pile of scrap metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry about that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed stood still, looking somewhat at a loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I thought your car was for driving, didn’t realize it was just a decoration.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and walked towards another sedan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since that’s the case, I’ll change to a different car.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could even reach out—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car owner dashed over as if his buttocks were on fire!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reed, please.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A middle-aged car owner pulled open the door, sweat streaming down his forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he’d been half a step slower, perhaps his car door would also be lying on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then this multimillion-dollar sedan would likely become a convertible just the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether it could still run would be another matter altogether.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed smiled politely and sat inside the car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could reach out, the car door was swiftly shut by the owner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that door could be ripped off, it probably could be pulled in as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ƝօνǤᴑ.сο\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A silence fell over the street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nobody spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the sound of breathing remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, your car, truly not bad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beckett Carmichael came over, taking schadenfreude in the situation, “How about selling it to a scrap metal collector?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You might get a few thousand back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waylon Huntington sneered, the muscles around his mouth twitching uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was, after all, the seat the old man was most proud of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Waylon Huntington’s 70th birthday, all the famous people in the capital gathered to custom-build this sedan as a joint gift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was presented to him on the day of his birthday feast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It could be said that this car represented identity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It symbolized the status of the Huntington family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It also represented the face of Darrell Huntington.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the entire capital, anyone of any significance recognized this car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Totaled beyond repair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The interior and body were scattered on the ground, the chassis snapped in half across its middle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four wheels all askew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are we going or not?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed smashed the car window with a punch and poked his head out to ask, “Are we going, or not?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sedan’s owner clenched his fists tightly, his heart shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though he had acted like a grandson, he still couldn’t save his beloved car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, there was insurance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A broken window, compared to a total wreck, was still a consolation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since it was Waylon Huntington who had initiated today’s event, even if their cars were smashed, they would have to swallow their anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hiss!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waylon Huntington inhaled deeply, his anger sky-high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But today, his task was to pick someone up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter what, he must bring Julius Reed to the Huntington Mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“`\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Endure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just endure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eat?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, we will eat,” he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He strode forward to where Julius Reed was standing, leaned over, and said, “It’s just that, Brother Reed, you’ve dismantled my car…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waylon Huntington’s pupils shrank abruptly, and his body instinctively backed away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed pushed the car door down with one hand, stepped in front of Waylon Huntington, and said discontentedly, “What do you mean by that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The owner of the sedan felt as if his heart was bleeding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was no way out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, he followed Waylon Huntington to pick someone up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they took action or a conflict arose,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it would surely provoke the discontent of the Huntington family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Causing a delay to Darrell Huntington’s banquet, no one would bear that responsibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as he watched his beloved car being smashed, he could only swallow his anger and remain silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This car is owned by my father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s worth…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You didn’t tell me this was a toy car, did you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Waylon Huntington could finish, Julius Reed interrupted him: “If you had said the car couldn’t seat people, I wouldn’t have sat in it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was you who said, ‘Please get in the car.'”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not for sitting?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waylon Huntington narrowed his eyes: “What do you mean by that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This custom sedan was well known throughout the capital to belong to Darrell Huntington.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, with the words of Julius Reed, there seemed to be an implied insult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s like it’s made of paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or is it meant to seat paper figures?” Julius Reed urged impatiently, “Are we going or not?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Paper figures?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weren’t those things used for the dead to accompany them in burial?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be that this young man was cursing Darrell Huntington?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All present stopped what they were doing and looked on to see how Waylon Huntington would respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My patience is limited,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed pointed at Waylon Huntington: “If there’s no sincerity, please leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having said that,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he turned and walked towards the Carmichael mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Please get in the car.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waylon Huntington’s face turned pale, his body slightly trembling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Setting a trap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His aim today was to take Julius Reed to the Huntington Mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, a net awaited him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s not how to invite someone,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed turned around, pointing at the car that was now scrap: “If I were you, I’d set it on fire as soon as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sooner or later, your father will still be able to use it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, regardless of the peculiar looks from the crowd,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he punched a hole in the roof of the black sedan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t like anything pressing over my head.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat in the back seat, his eyes half-closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waylon Huntington’s eyes turned somewhat red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He bellowed, as if venting his dissatisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the others, knowing what was good for them, quickly got in the car and drove off at speed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>towards the Huntington family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Send the stuff over to the address above.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the others had left, Beckett Carmichael took a piece of paper out of his pocket\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and handed it to Eli Yarrow beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Davenport’s trip is very likely a Hongmen Banquet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eli Yarrow took the paper with a serious expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s not likely, it is a Hongmen Banquet!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beckett Carmichael’s eyes narrowed into slits: “Darrell Huntington seldom makes a move, but when he does, it’s a big one!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the CEO of Abernathy Corporation, he had a good understanding of the capital’s forces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the only one he couldn’t see through was Darrell Huntington.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Huntington family’s old monster always managed to outmaneuver others in every situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Years ago, Anson Huntington caused serious injuries to several young masters of the capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to the capital’s understanding of the Huntington family, they definitely couldn’t smooth that incident over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The involvement was too broad, the backgrounds of those injured too powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, Darrell Huntington somehow managed to suppress the matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The end result was that Anson Huntington left the capital for three years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since then, Beckett Carmichael never underestimated the Huntington family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hurry up, don’t delay Mr.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reed’s business,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beckett Carmichael urged, and Eli Yarrow quickly departed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glancing at his watch, he slapped his forehead: “Oh no!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying that, he immediately took out his phone and dialed the number Julius Reed had left:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Huntington?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I will come to pick you up right away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“CEO Carmichael, you are too kind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is Quella Radcliffe with you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I’ll come myself, you go ahead with your work.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1391,"2026-06-06T17:05:07.199Z",1,"novelbin.me","3464e234d328e8748a4e69f9dfef8e0dd5a8a87b0f3dc4a922d63cfb319b0b8f","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-864","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-862",2546,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flegend-of-dragon-son-in-law-cover.jpg"]