[{"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-899":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},1749383,2236,"Chapter 898 - 898 898 How Well-Done","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-899",899,"\u003Cp>Chapter 898: Chapter 898: How Well-Done Chapter 898: Chapter 898: How Well-Done “Dad, after all these years, don’t you have nightmares?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Itai Huntington walked over, her eyes brimming with intense hatred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t you dream of mother’s face?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After sharing a bed with you for so many years, just because I am a daughter, and that woman outside gave you a son, you couldn’t wait to sweep us out of the house?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But mother didn’t even close her eyes before she died!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t even have a decent coffin!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was just left lying on the street!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Blood was everywhere, can’t you see it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have your eyes gone blind, has your heart also gone blind?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing her own father, Itai Huntington smiled bitterly through tears, “For so many years, I have been haunted by the face of my mother!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It won’t fade away!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dad, do you really not feel any regret, any guilt at all?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was your wedded wife!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shut up!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vance Huntington’s face changed drastically!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the shame of the Huntington family!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the stain of his life!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what could be done?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should the grand family business be handed over to a woman?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Impossible!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anson Huntington was born with an extraordinary bloodline, possessing immense strength!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he simply could not live past thirty!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What could Vance Huntington do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either live an ordinary life with his wedded wife and Itai Huntington,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or find another woman outside, have a son with her, and then inherit the Huntington family business!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Become the Family Head and revitalize the clan!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one can resist the temptation of benefits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Darrell Huntington’s hints, Vance Huntington devised this scheme, driving his wife and daughter out of the house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regrets?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had regrets!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ƝονǤ0.ƈᴑ\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He regretted not killing Itai Huntington as well!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, he was almost certain that Zahir Huntington’s death was engineered by Itai Huntington and that wild man outside, for revenge!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, why would the Huntington family, usually so discreet, end up completely discredited?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You want me to shut up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a cold sneer, Itai Huntington looked disdainfully at her father: “Vance Huntington, you’re not even a man!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’re less than a woman!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until her dying breath, mother kept reminding me that you had your difficulties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what about you?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the body of your wedded wife was still warm, you brought Zahir Huntington’s mother and son into the house!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She walked up to Zahir Huntington’s spirit tablet, looking at her half-brother’s body inside the glass coffin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laughing loudly she said, “Heavenly Dao is a cycle, who can be spared by fate?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once you schemed desperately to have a son, and now…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Haha, he has turned into a cold corpse!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vance Huntington trembled with fury: “Say that again!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s dead, and this funeral is so grandiose!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Itai Huntington slowly walked around the coffin, “Thousands come to mourn, this coffin, this spirit hall, these wreaths, and all these people filling the courtyard!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that point, she bowed her head and wept bitterly: “Back then, my mother was wrapped in a mat and taken away by you all!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The courtyard of the Huntington family was silent as the grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then he doesn’t need a coffin, either.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed walked over, a smile on his face as he placed a finger on the coffin: “Perhaps I can interpret it to mean that the Huntington family, doesn’t have this custom.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to Vance Huntington: “Your wife didn’t deserve a coffin, and this son who came later doesn’t deserve one either.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words had barely left his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cracks appeared on the glass coffin, spreading like a spiderweb!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is bulletproof glass!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if you hit it with a weapon box, it wouldn’t crack like this!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone exclaimed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Huntington family’s choice of a coffin was naturally the finest!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This sort of coffin is common in their circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bulletproof glass, incredibly hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Safe and aesthetically pleasing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Makes it convenient for guests to view the departed one last time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, this coffin…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was actually cracking?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darrell Huntington shouted angrily: “The dead deserve respect!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed, if you dare to continue this insolence, I will fight you to the death even if it costs me my life!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How dare someone damage his grandson’s funeral, even the Martial Arts Council wouldn’t be able to question him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The dead deserve respect?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed sneered coldly, staring intently at Darrell Huntington.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then why didn’t Itai Huntington’s mother even get a coffin?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And you, why did you suggest to Vance Huntington back then, to kick this mother and daughter out of the house?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have just one question, when Itai Huntington’s mother died, was she not still part of your Huntington family, and why was she wrapped in a mat and taken away?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words had barely left his mouth!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The glass coffin exploded violently!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shards scattered everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zahir Huntington’s body was already distorted, his head twisted to one side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since you dare to make their lives miserable while alive, let Zahir Huntington find no peace in death either!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed pointed at Darrell Huntington, enunciating each word clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guests were already stunned!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With just a finger, he shattered a glass coffin — what kind of strength was that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, they looked forward even more to the decisive battle tomorrow!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You dare…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darrell Huntington’s eyes filled with veins, blood-red with anger!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He trembled as he reached out his hand, feeling a surge of blood and energy in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I already have.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed said lightly with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deathly silence!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In front of the spirit hall, there was no sound of a bird.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stifling atmosphere made everyone’s breath shorten!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their hearts, thumping non-stop!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father, when you swept us out of the house back then, did you ever think there would be a day like today?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Itai Huntington was exhilarated!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The anger and hatred that had been pent up for years were now unleashed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rebel daughter!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vance Huntington’s hand streaked out, landing a vicious slap on Itai Huntington’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You whore, you even covet your own brother’s corpse!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was furious!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With this slap, our father-daughter bond is severed, our obligations and affections dissolved.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Itai Huntington smiled happily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though her face was reddened from the slap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Harlot!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another slap followed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This slap, I will return to you, with interest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Itai Huntington, covering her face, spoke with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You are welcome to try!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vance Huntington scoffed bitterly, wishing he could slay his own daughter!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After he finished speaking, a group of bodyguards rushed over from behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They surrounded Itai Huntington.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you make a move, I’ll kill you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips twitched, his gaze sharp as needles!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nelson.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julius Reed softly called out, “Starting now, if anyone dares to lay a finger on Itai Huntington, they will be killed without mercy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nelson stepped forward, his expression cold and impassive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you relying on a mere woman?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vance Huntington laughed loudly, “Julius Reed, do you really think my Huntington family has no…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could finish, Nelson snapped a Vermilion Bird banner in half!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he hurled it fiercely!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack crack crack…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A series of snapping sounds were incessant to the ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On both sides of the road, hundreds of banners were all severed midway!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They carpeted the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cut ends were neat and tidy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this the act of a human?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Itai Huntington slapped Vance Huntington’s face in retaliation: “Before mother died, I swore!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I will definitely make you kneel in front of her spirit tablet, for three days and three nights!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying this, she turned around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And left with great strides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You must be familiar with this dagger.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After she had left, Julius Reed took out Isabella Warm’s dagger from his bosom, the very tool once framed upon Itai Huntington and her mother by Darrell Huntington.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He threw the dagger on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Within a fortnight, I will come to collect it myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when I do, I will take Darrell Huntington’s head along with it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having said this, Julius Reed walked away with long strides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As nonchalantly as he had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This dagger…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Darrell Huntington’s heart trembled violently!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as Julius Reed and his party arrived at the door, the wreath that was placed beside the coffin began to blink red!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A countdown!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s a bomb!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guests instantly erupted into chaos!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A timed explosive!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With blood-red eyes, Zahir Huntington wanted to rush over to protect Anson Huntington’s body!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father, run quickly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Waylon Huntington grabbed him and desperately pushed him away to safety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The countdown came to an end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The place went silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All eyes were fixed on the wreath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearts hung in throats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A firework soared out!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Exploding in the air!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A myriad of stars shimmered, spelling out four large characters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Happy Funeral’.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wreath then began to play music.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was festive, with wind and percussion instruments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A false alarm!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone’s legs shook, all covered in cold sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thankfully, it was just a prank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And those with taut nerves could finally breathe a sigh of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before they could catch their breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anson Huntington’s memorial hall was flipped over by a blaze!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was nothing left of the body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, Julius Reed covered Quella Radcliffe’s ears, laughing as he looked at Beckett Carmichael: “Guess how well done it is?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS: 7,000 words, the update is complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some people ask me why there were only four updates before, but today there are five.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five updates, I’ve been writing since seven in the morning until twelve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven updates require more than eight hours sitting in front of the computer, typing continuously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With 24 hours minus work and sleep time, I don’t have eight hours left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m trying my best to update, doing my best not to let down those who support and understand me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wish everyone a happy weekend.\u003C\u002Fp>",1660,"2026-06-06T17:05:07.199Z",1,"novelbin.me","ad2a6a025cdf34886b683378847b7ceafa54ba28942d8a9be941bf2ef4581fc4","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-900","legend-of-dragon-son-in-law-chapter-898",2546,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Flegend-of-dragon-son-in-law-cover.jpg"]