Patrick Jefferson said hoarsely, "A fragment of the Dragon Emblem has appeared in Jefferson Village!"
"Dragon Emblem fragment, what is that?" Henry Jefferson was puzzled.
Upon hearing this, Patrick's seemingly unchanging emotions showed a trace of fluctuation – it was complete disappointment. It seemed that Henry Jefferson had become an old man waiting for death, not knowing what the Dragon Emblem fragment was or how to revitalize the Jefferson family. He had completely lost his fighting spirit!
Patrick Jefferson didn't bother with any further explanation and got straight to the point: "Grandpa, I heard that our Jefferson family is a branch from Jefferson Village? And you are good friends with their chief Peter?"
Henry Jefferson nodded, "Yes! Speaking of which, Peter and I are about the same age." Then, he asked curiously, "Why do you ask?"
Patrick Jefferson replied indifferently, "Simple, I want you to write a letter to Peter Jefferson, asking him to help me find the Dragon Emblem fragment!"
Peter Jefferson was the Village Chief of Jefferson Village. With his involvement, it would be much easier for the Ghost Sect to find the Dragon Emblem fragment.
Henry Jefferson replied nonchalantly, "No problem, I'll write the letter now!" After saying this, Henry Jefferson wrote a letter and handed it to Patrick Jefferson.
In just a few days, the entire East Coast was in turmoil. James Mester reported that more and more martial artists were coming to Jefferson Village on the East Coast, with even the most conservative estimates putting the number at tens of thousands! Tiger reported that even the top families in Middleton were already all in the city! Though their numbers were small, each one of them was elite among elites!
"Tiger, is everything I've asked you to prepare ready?" At Mester Manor, Chris lounged lazily, asking Tiger.
Tiger respectfully replied, "Sir, I have secretly arranged for a battalion of soldiers to surround Jefferson Village, ensuring that these people won't have a chance to leave! At the same time, I have dispatched one hundred royal guards to protect you at all times!"
After saying this, Tiger's eyes revealed a cold glint. No matter how strong those martial artists could be, in the face of a battalion of soldiers, they would be nothing but dust. The additional one hundred royal guards were there to protect Chris's safety. Although in Amerosia, and even the entire world, there were hardly any people who could harm Chris, it was always better to be cautious. After all, Chris was a valuable asset to the country.
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