Chapter 497 Trying Is the Only Way to Know
Paisley froze for a moment, and after several seconds, she nodded and replied softly, "Yes, Grandpa arranged it."
Larry said, "I've heard of the Rivera family too, but they keep a very low profile. Even so, the Rivera family's power is comparable to the Four Ancient Families. Is Grandpa looking for allies for the meeting in a few months?"
"Yes."
Paisley nodded and said, "The conflicts among the three major families all point to the Bennett family. The Bennett family is now besieged on all sides and must find powerful allies. The Rivera family is a very good choice, and the main way to form an alliance is through marriage."
Larry frowned, "What era are we living in? How can this still happen—sacrificing someone's happiness for a family's interests?"
"I agreed to this too," Paisley looked at Larry, smiled slightly, and said, "Let's not talk about this. Let's talk about Megan."
Speaking of Megan, her expression became serious.
"I only heard that she brought people to White Mountain. As for how many people, whether they're Martial practices grandmasters or ordinary people, I don't know."
Larry rubbed his forehead too.
This was indeed a tricky problem.
He looked at the hundred warriors here, his expression growing serious. Last time, dozens of people had already died searching for the second volume of the medical text. This time, they absolutely couldn't lose more lives.
"However..."
Paisley changed her tone and said, "Grandpa said Megan can't kill you and wouldn't dare to. She brought people here just to stop you from taking this wealth back."
"Hehe..."
A clear laugh rang out.
Larry, Paisley, Alden, Howard, and everyone present stood up at the same time, closely watching their surroundings.
This clear laughter echoed through the woods, the echo lingering for a long time.
Larry tried to determine the speaker's direction through the sound.
But the sound seemed to come from all directions at once, making it impossible to tell where she was.
"Since you're here, show yourself," Larry called out, his voice carrying far.
At this moment, he suddenly stared into the distance.
300 feet away, on a tree nearly 100 inches tall, stood a young woman. She wasn't very old, and her face still carried a hint of youthfulness.
The woman wore tight leather armor and leather pants.
Her legs were long and slender, her figure full.
The laughter rang out again.
She leaped from her position, instantly landing on the ground.
Then, with a few jumps, she appeared before Larry and the others.
The hundred warriors turned pale with fear at this sight.
Was this even human?
Though they were battle-hardened warriors, they were still ordinary people who had never seen a Martial practices grandmaster.
Now someone had jumped 300 feet in seconds to appear before them—how could they not be shocked, not be terrified?
"That's right..."
The woman appeared before Larry, glanced at him, smiled slightly, and said, "I came here indeed just to stop you from taking the wealth back."
As she spoke, she glanced at Paisley.
"Paisley, I heard you're about to marry into the Rivera family. What are you doing here? If the Rivera family finds out you're fooling around with another man, do you think this marriage can still go smoothly?"
This woman in leather pants and armor was none other than Megan.
Paisley stared at Megan and said word by word, "I've long heard that Mr. Strother has a beloved disciple who's quite excellent. I've seen her a few times but never fought her..."
She stepped forward and made a gesture of invitation.
A powerful aura rose from her body, her long hair floating up without wind.
The warriors present felt a terrible pressure bearing down on them, and they all stepped back.
Alden stared at Paisley with longing, unable to help exclaiming, "Is this the power of a Martial practices grandmaster? Such a strong aura."
Megan glanced at Paisley, the corners of her mouth lifting into a faint smile. "I heard Paisley is clever and resourceful. Since you knew I was coming to White Mountain but still dared to come, didn't you think about the consequences?"
"Oh, I get it. You did think about it, but you still came. You want me to finish you off."
Megan chuckled lightly, then snapped her fingers.
From four large trees in the distance, four men instantly jumped down.
Paisley's expression changed slightly.
"Kill them."
Megan's face darkened as she said coldly, "Except for Larry and Paisley, kill them all."
"Who dares."
Larry suddenly stepped forward, standing in front of Paisley, looking at the four middle-aged men and Megan who had appeared.
All four wore black robes and looked ordinary, but their auras were very strong, like facing four Snow Wolves.
Paisley whispered a reminder, "Larry, these are Mr. Strother's four great warriors. They're extremely powerful, all at least at the third level. I didn't expect Megan to bring all four warriors."
Larry's heart sank too.
Then he stared at Megan and said, "If you want to stop me from taking things back, there's no need for a massacre. Let them go."
Larry knew he couldn't protect these people.
Once fighting started, these people would be killed instantly.
He didn't want to implicate the Free Army he brought.
"If you want to protect them, it depends on whether you have the ability. How about this—if you can take one palm strike from each of the four warriors, I'll let them go." Megan's pretty face wore a smile.
But her smile looked cold to others.
Like a demon.
Larry turned around, looking at Alden, Howard, and the hundred Free Army soldiers behind him.
These people all looked at him expectantly.
"Okay."
Larry turned back, looking at Megan and nodding.
"Larry, what are you doing?" Paisley quickly grabbed Larry, saying anxiously, "These four are all at least third-level strength, and you're only at the peak of the first level. How can you take four palm strikes from them? Even if they don't dare kill you, seriously injuring you and making you spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair is no problem."
"Whether I can take four palm strikes, we'll know after trying."
Larry gently pushed Paisley aside.
Megan clapped and laughed, "Very good! What a Dragon King who serves country and people. The Black Dragon Army is lucky to have a commander like you. The country is blessed to have a leader like you. But you're a bit stupid."
"I'll take the four palm strikes for him."
Paisley walked over again, looking at Megan and the four warriors, saying coldly, "I'll definitely tell Grandpa about today's events when I get back."
"Great."
Megan laughed, "I'm just afraid that after you go back, the Bennett family won't want you anymore."
"You..."
Paisley trembled with anger.
"Tsk tsk, getting angry already? This doesn't sound like the Paisley I've heard about." Megan's face was full of bright smiles.
"Paisley, stand back."
Larry ordered.
"Larry, are you stupid?" Paisley scolded, "Do you know who they are? Do you know how big the power gap is between levels? One palm strike, even if you don't die, you'll be crippled."
"We'll know after trying."
Larry was fearless and said loudly, "Make your move, Megan. I hope you keep your word, otherwise..."
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