At this time, Smith was reporting the news to Walter Wraith: “Family head, the Winfield family has taken action. Everyone is heading to Stillwater. It seems they truly believe our words.”
“It’s not necessarily that they believe your words. Perhaps they were planning to come to Stillwater all along, after all, Stillwater is in the hands of that great person.”
Walter Wraith sat in his seat, tapping the chair with one hand and holding a phone in the other.
“Follow them all the way. I need detailed intelligence.”
“Yes.”
Walter Wraith hung up the phone, knowing that no matter what, no matter what the Winfield family’s goal was, their first target would definitely be Mr. X.
As for himself, he had prepared even more.
He had even asked for help from that great person.
However, for some reason, he had a bad feeling in his heart.
…
When Robin returned to Eleanor Manor, it was already evening. Lacey Willis was in her room, playing with Fiona. The two were talking and laughing, eating snacks together.
“Primus.”
Lacey Willis saw Robin and stood up, ready to salute.
“Forget it, you’re not the type who likes to salute me anyway. We’re not much different in age, let’s treat each other as equals.” Robin waved his hand, letting her put her hand down.
He and Lacey Willis were not much different in age, only six or seven years apart, and they were of the same generation.
If they were too restrained, it wouldn’t be good.
“Alright.”
Lacey Willis immediately beamed with joy.
She didn’t like too much restraint either, and quickly embraced Fiona as they watched TV on the sofa.
“Melody.”
In the room, there was also a Melody House, whom Robin called out to.
“Here.”
Melody House came over, serving as a housekeeper.
“Take Fiona to bed early tonight.”
“Yes.”
Upon hearing this, Melody House knew that something was amiss at Eleanor Manor tonight. The last time Eleanor Manor was like this, the Holland family had shown up to apologize. This time, she didn’t know which power was going to be unlucky.
Why not just live a good life?
Instead, they had to provoke Mr. X.
“Lacey Willis, come out, there is an emergency training session tonight.”
Robin walked out and called.
“Yes.”
Lacey Willis hurriedly went outside. Having come from the military, she naturally understood the meaning of obedience and had to leave immediately when training was mentioned.
A soldier’s duty is to obey orders.
“Fiona, your sister will watch with you.”
Melody House came over, taking Lacey Willis’s place.
By that time, Lacey Willis had already come outside, in the courtyard of the building, on the lush green lawn, and by a stone table. A large streetlamp was lit on the table, making it visible.
Robin stood there with his hands behind his back.
“Lacey Willis, as my subordinate, you naturally cannot disgrace me. Otherwise, the reputation of Primus would be unsightly, right?” Robin said with a faint smile.
Unsightly was one thing.
The main issue was that Lacey Willis was too weak now.
“Yes.”
Lacey Willis understood the implication, her face reddening with embarrassment. She used to be proud of her skills, but now it seemed she was far from adequate.
“If someone attacked tonight, and there were many of them, and they were all very powerful, what would you do?” Robin asked.
“Set an ambush.”
Lacey Willis immediately replied, “Set an ambush, an all-round ambush.”
This was the greatest solution she knew.
However, Robin shook his head, “What if the enemy is so powerful that your ambush is useless?”
“Well, I guess we would have to retreat.”
Lacey Willis thought for a moment and answered.
She could only think of this.
If you can’t beat them, and even an ambush is useless, then all you can do is run.
“Have you ever thought that you could defeat them?” Robin asked with a faint smile.
“Me?”
Lacey Willis hesitated, “Can I defeat them?”
“You cannot.”
“Then?”
“But, just because you can’t now doesn’t mean you won’t be able to in three hours.”
Robin stood there with his hands behind his back.
Lacey Willis didn’t understand, but the next second Robin shouted, “Nick, I’m entrusting her to you for these three hours. This is the first training session. In three hours, the enemies will arrive, and it will be time for you to assess the results of the training.”
“What?”
Lacey Willis panicked.
Three hours of training, and then in three hours, she was to face those people?
Really?
You’re joking, right?
But the next second, a figure appeared beside her, pointing to the jungle on the other side, and said, “Let’s go, jungle warfare, three hours of life and death training. Be quick, this can be lethal.”
“Yes.”
At this point, Lacey Willis had no choice but to obey and follow orders.
Although it was said to be lethal, Lacey Willis had chosen to join Robin and was prepared to devote everything to her faith.
In this regard, she was truly like Pann London.
It wasn’t long before, in the jungle on the side, a flash of a blade left a cut on Lacey Willis’s face; the next second, another flash, and a cut appeared on her foot.
And then, Nick’s words.
“Too slow, too slow, no alertness at all.”
“Why are you so slow, too weak.”
“You’re going to die.”
In no time, visible cuts started to appear on Lacey Willis’s face, making it harder to discern her features, bloodstained and demonic.
“Lacey Willis, your face is being slashed apart. If this continues, you’ll be disfigured. Want to give up?” Robin sat on the stone table, drinking tea, and spoke to the other side.
“No.”
Lacey Willis’s faint voice echoed, “Disfigurement be damned, I don’t care.”
This was extremely difficult for her to say, as a girl’s appearance is her most treasured aspect. Everyone wants to be attractive and wouldn’t willingly accept disfigurement. However, Lacey Willis was willing to forsake it to improve her abilities.
“How interesting.”
Robin shook his head slightly, and a box of ointment quietly appeared in his hand.
Three hours later, a team of people had already arrived, stealthily hiding outside Eleanor Manor. Among them was the one-eyed, eyepatch-wearing head of the Winfield family, Jack Winfield, who glanced around and said, “There’s no light; it seems they’ve already gone to bed.”
After a night of rushing, all the capable fighters of the Winfield family had arrived. They had finally made it here tonight.
“Master, there’s no defense.”
Suddenly, a member of the Winfield family came to report. The Winfield family was organized, with a force called the Winfield Guard, the family’s elite power and trump card. Most of them were on the level of suicide fighters, directly led by Jack Winfield.
The Winfield family’s usual dirty deeds were carried out by this organization.
“Good.”
Jack Winfield still believed in this force, which he had trained himself. He immediately nodded in agreement, and then sneered, “So-called fearsome Mr. X, just a madman from a small place. Today, I’ll let you know what real power is. And at the same time, I’ll show that person that I’m stronger than Walter Wraith.”