Chapter 584

Chapter 584

In the past, Patrick Jefferson had also met Peter Jefferson. In his impression, Peter Jefferson was

nothing more than an older man without any other special features. But now, he realized he was

terribly wrong.

This old fellow had hidden himself so well! No wonder Jefferson Village had a fragment of the

Dragon Emblem!

"Hehe," Patrick Jefferson's eyes moved, and he immediately smiled. "Uncle, there's no need to be

angry! Although I've joined the Ghost Sect, we're still family after all. Besides, this time, I've brought

a letter personally written by my grandfather.”

Having said that, Patrick Jefferson handed the letter written by Henry Jefferson to Peter Jefferson.

Peter took the letter and glanced at it.

The content of the letter was nothing more than saying that Patrick Jefferson had joined the Ghost

Sect out of desperation, and it was all because of that bastard Chris. He hoped that Peter Jefferson

would help Patrick Jefferson as much as possible.

"Henry is so confused! How can he help the wicked?" Peter Jefferson became furious after reading

the letter. He tightly grasped the letter in his hand, tearing it bit by bit, inch by inch, into dust.

"Uncle, you..." Patrick Jefferson's face changed. Peter Jefferson wasn't even giving his grandfather

any face?

Peter Jefferson looked up at Patrick Jefferson and said coldly, "Get lost! Even if Henry Jefferson came

personally, I wouldn't help you!"

"You old thing, you..." At this moment, Patrick Jefferson was completely enraged.

He represented the powerful Ghost Sect, coming to negotiate with Peter Jefferson, and after trying

to get close and give him money, yet the this old man didn't appreciate it?

Patrick Jefferson pointed at Peter Jefferson and shouted angrily, "Peter Jefferson, don't be so

arrogant! Even if you don't care about yourself, you should think about the villagers of Jefferson

Village."

"Aren't you afraid that my Ghost Sect will be enraged and slaughter your entire Jefferson Village,

leaving no one of you alive?"

As his words fell, a dark shadow flashed. Peter Jefferson slapped Patrick Jefferson's face hard. In an

instant, Patrick Jefferson's face became swollen.

He took a step back, looking incredulously at Peter Jefferson.

And then, Patrick Jefferson yelled angrily, "Hhow dare you hit me!"

Patrick hadn't expected that Peter Jefferson, the old fellow, would actually hit him.

What was even more unexpected was Peter Jefferson's speed, so fast that he didn't have any time to

react!

"Hmph!" Peter Jefferson snorted coldly, "You ungrateful dog! Don't forget, you were once a part of

Jefferson Village too! You dare threaten me with the annihilation of Jefferson Village. Don't you

believe that today I won't let you leave through this door?”

A chilling murderous intent emanated from Peter Jefferson, making Patrick Jefferson shudder

involuntarily. He looked at Peter Jefferson with fear.

He knew that with his own strength, he was probably not a match for this old man.

Patrick Jefferson gritted his teeth and said, "Fine! Old man, since that's the case, I'll go back and tell

Guardian Michael, and you can wait to bear the wrath of our Ghost Sect!"

Having said this, Patrick Jefferson quickly turned and left. He was afraid that if he stayed even a

moment longer, this old fellow Peter Jefferson would really kill him!

Watching Patrick Jefferson's retreating figure, Peter Jefferson spit fiercely and cursed, "What a

disgrace! Our Jefferson family has produced such a scum, it's truly a family misfortune!”

At that time, not far from Jefferson Village, there was an open space with thousands of tents. This

was the campsite of the Middleton Alliance!

Inside the largest tent, Zen sat cross-legged on the ground.

Suddenly, Zen opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of black blood. He said gloomily, "Chris's

punch was too fierce. Although I've been healing with all my strength, my internal organs have still

suffered severe damage. It seems that our chances of obtaining the Dragon Emblem fragment are

slim!"