Chapter 116 Not Your Son
The elderly man looked like he was in his seventies, and his hair was neatly combed. His every action was elegant.
Tyson’s entire arm was numb, and he looked at the elder in shock.
He is Jasper’s maternal grandfather and the head of Octagon Sect, Titus Morris! He rarely fights, so I never knew how strong he was, but I didn’t expect him to be so powerful! I didn’t even have time to react, and I almost lost my right arm!
“How dare you try to kill my grandson in Octagon Sect!” Titus said coldly.
Grabbing Titus, Jasper sobbed, “Granddad, I almost died! I’m so scared. Can you kill them all?”
Zayne, Tyson, and Lucas’ hearts sunk.
Originally, it would be easy for the three to kill Jasper in Octagon Sect, and even Titus would not be able to defend against their combined attacks.
However, a karate expert who learned Jeradus Karate suddenly appeared in Octagon Sect.
He had a burly figure which increased the ferocity and strength of his attacks.
Patting Jasper’s head, Titus comforted, “All right, don’t cry anymore. I’m here. Everything is going to be okay.”
Titus then looked at the bag of human heads and walked over to open it. Immediately, he saw a horrifying scene. All the victims’ eyes were opened wide, and the center of their forehead was punctured by a nail.
“You want me to pay one million for each head, and if I don’t, you will wipe out Octagon Sect?” Titus asked as an icy glint appeared in his eyes.
“How dare you!” The burly man with a mustache also glared at them viciously, as seven of the fifteen heads belonged to Jeradus Karate fighters.
Jasper quipped, “Donald Campbell gave this order.”
Titus fumed, “Give Donald a call! I won’t kill you now, but if I don’t see him in one hour, I will kill his whole family!”
Tyson, Lucas, and Zayne exchanged glances.
Suddenly, Titus turned to Lucas and asked, “Lucas, what’s wrong with you? Jasper is your son.”
Jasper scoffed, “He doesn’t see me as his son. When Donald wanted to kill me, he didn’t dare to speak a word. He only knelt and apologized to Donald and even said that he could punish me however he liked!”
“Is that true, Lucas?” Titus asked.
Sighing, Lucas admitted, “It’s for the good of Octagon Sect.”
“That’s nonsense! You’re just a coward! A useless coward!” Jasper raged.
Just then, the clicking of high heels traveled into everyone’s ears, and a middle-aged lady dashed over. Though she looked like she was in her forties, she was still beautiful and charismatic. She wore a thick layer of makeup and skin-colored stockings that showed her long legs.
Upon seeing her, Lucas averted his gaze uncomfortably.
The woman was the president of the Pollerton branch’s Karate Association, Charlotte Morris.
“Jasper, what happened?” she asked as she rushed toward him and carefully checked his body for injuries. Seeing there was none, she heaved a sigh of relief.
Jasper wailed, “Mom, I almost died! Dad wanted to kill me! Lucas Albee wanted to kill me!”
“Don’t cry, Jas. Don’t cry,” Charlotte comforted before turning to glare at Lucas. “Lucas, are you crazy?”
“Believe me, it’s for your own good,” Lucas explained solemnly.
“For my own good?” Charlotte furrowed her brows and pointed an accusing finger at Lucas. “That’s why you wanted to kill Jasper?”
Lucas fell silent.
As Charlotte stared at Lucas, the anger on her face changed to a mocking look before she suddenly smirked. “I’ve finally realized your true nature! Luckily, Jasper is not your son!”
