Chapter 501
Summon Of The Sword
âI still believe he wonât lie to me about it.â
Willow withdrew her gaze and got up slowly.
However, it would have been better if Willow had not said so, and Fionâs disdain only intensified when she did.
âEven if I believed what you said earlier, I would not believe this.
âFor two years, how many doctors have you taken him to, and how much money have you spent on his medicine? You even bought a lot of imported drugs, right?
âYouâve been spending all your salary on him, yet he hasnât gotten any better.
âJeez. You believe everything he says. Iâll tell you the truth. He can forget about ever getting up again.â
Fion folded her arms in front of her, her voice full of disdain and her heart full of disbelief.
âIt doesnât matter if you donât believe him.
âAnyone can disbelieve him, butâ¦
âI believe him! And thatâs good enough.
âItâs enough for him too.â
Willow glanced at Fion and slowly left the living room.
âHmph! Iâll see how long he can fool you.â
Fion snorted coldly and stepped into her bedroom too.
At the same time.
In a firstâclass hotel room.
Quill sat in a chair while two doctors tended to his facial injuries.
There was no head trauma, but the whole face was swollen and looked terrible.
Quill remained silent as he clenched his fists with an icy expression.
Quill was treated nervously by two hotel doctors, who quickly left.
The entire hotel was the Zimmer familyâs property. They dared not offend the heir, Quill.
âSpeak!
âYouâd better give me one reason why I shouldnât be furious!â
After the two doctors had left, Quill stepped forward and kicked a young man in front of him to the ground.
He was the young man with the scorpion tattoo, who had led the gang last night to attack Sean.
âYoung Master Zimmer, that⦠that⦠that Sean is a martial artistâ¦â
The tattooed young man sat on his haunches, not daring to get up.
âI know that!
âOtherwise, would I have asked you to bring dozens of men over?
âSeanâs supposed to be the one in the hospital right now.
âAnd you let him come home unharmed and beat me up!
âTell me whatâs going on!â
Getting angrier as he spoke, Quill kicked the tattooed young man hard.
The tattooed young man covered his head with his hands and let Quill take out his fury on him.
He dared not put up a fight.
Quill kicked him for nearly three minutes and only slowly stopped once his body felt a little exhausted.
However, the anger in his heart remained unabated.
It was already in the bag. Quill was pretty sure Sean would end up in the hospital.
It was why he dared to walk into Willowâs house and talk to Fion.
However, not only was Sean unhurt, he beat Quill up.
How could Quill swallow that?
âSpeak! Tell me!â
Quill sat in a chair, his chest heaving violently.
âYoung Master Zimmer, Sean isnât only a martial artist, but also a very capable one.
âHe can fight very wellâ¦â
The tattooed young man sat up slowly but still dared not stand as he explained to Quill.
âI know he can fight!
âSo what are you trying to say?
âAre you telling me that I asked you to take nearly forty men over there, yet you canât even handle him?â
There was a chill in Quillâs eyes. He did not even believe himself for saying that.
âYoung Master Zimmer, thatâs what happenedâ¦
âWe all went together and used weapons but failed to contain him.
âWe couldnât get near him, and we were knocked down right away!â
The tattooed young man was trembling with fear as he explained in a frightened whisper.
âBullshit!
âCanât dozens of you even handle a cripple like him?
âAre you fools? Or losers?â
Quill scolded, not believing a word the young man said.
âTell me the truth. Did Sean bribe you?
âSo you let him go on purpose?â
Quill asked the tattooed young man as he narrowed his eyes slightly.
âYoung Master Zimmer, how could we?
âWeâre on your side, and we dare not do that!
âSean was really good. He injured a lot of our guys. We canât fake those injuries.â
The tattooed young man quickly waved his hands to explain when he heard Quill say this.
If he did not make things clear, Quill would probably throw him into the river to feed the fish.
âHe grabbed a steel pipe and knocked down 30 people!â
The tattooed young man could not help but shudder in fear at the thought of what had happened earlier.
He was impressed with how strong Sean was.
It even gave him psychological trauma. He was afraid of people in wheelchairs.
âAre you telling the truth?â
Quill asked the tattooed young man, frowning slightly.