I had long heard that Elder Kane of the Jacobs Family was extremely fond of women. Once he set his eyes on a woman, he would have her no matter what. Previously, he hadn’t troubled her, so she wasn’t bothered by him.
Who would have thought he would be so audacious as to provoke her? Since that was the case, she had to teach this old fellow a lesson, let him understand that one shouldn’t mess with women.
Pip Finch saw Raina North in a daze and became anxious, quickly saying, "Sister, while I admire your courage, this is no joke. Though this old man is on the brink of death, he’s not someone you should provoke. You’d better hide behind me and watch me smash his head in."
Elder Kane’s eyes were full of malice, and he gritted his teeth, "Pip Finch, you will die this time."
Pip couldn’t help but roll his eyes, "You say I should die, and I just die? Who the hell do you think you are?"
"Pip Finch!" Elder Kane shouted in anger and was about to bring his men to fight Pip.
Raina North took a slight step forward, her body tensing as if she was ready to leap into action at any moment.
Pip was busy arguing with the Jacobs Family members and didn’t notice, but Lune did.
This girl was so strange. Why did she resemble Orion so much when she was about to fight?
Not just resemble, it was exactly the same.
Lune frowned, how could this be possible?
Orion’s cultivation techniques were self-created based on his own abilities. Even if Orion was willing to teach someone, they’d be incapable of learning due to limits in their aptitude and self-conditions, let alone replicate it precisely.
This should be impossible.
Raina sensed Lune’s gaze on her and looked over, finding Lune looking at her with eyes full of suspicion.
This child was sharper than she had anticipated.
Lune raised his eyes, meeting Raina’s gaze.
Raina’s eyebrows slightly lifted.
Lune was even more bewildered, suddenly, a thought crossed his mind, and his pupils widened in shock, "You..."
It seemed he had guessed her identity. Raina didn’t want to deny it and simply said calmly, "Yes, it’s me."
Just as Lune was about to say something else, a line of imposing guards entered, tightly surrounding a tall man wearing a silver mask.
The man at the front stood tall, his dark hair black as ink, a silver mask engraved with runes covering his face. His well-defined jawline could be seen, hinting at his strikingly handsome appearance.
However, upon seeing his uncovered eyes, one only felt an abyssal depth, as if staring into an unfathomable, icy cold ancient pond, devoid of any emotion.
With the man’s appearance, the noisy meeting room fell silent, and the temperature inside dropped rapidly to the point of freezing.
After a long hush, the crowd finally began to come to their senses.
"The current Lord of the Dark Tower is indeed extraordinary."
They murmured in low voices, their guard and apprehension rising to the utmost heights. This update is available on novel⁂fire.net
In the Umbral Zone, forces usually chose their successors from their own descendants, or if none, from outstanding offspring of collateral lines, as no one wanted ancestral foundations to fall into the hands of outsiders.
The previous Lord of the Dark Tower only had one daughter. As expected, that was how the succession should go. The Lowell Family’s descendants fought fiercely for this supreme position, losing countless heirs in the process.