Chapter 663 Tyrell Departs

Chapter 663 Tyrell Departs

In the suburbs of Aurora Citadel, on a deserted road.

By the roadside, in a green belt area.

A person wearing a terrifying mask and a loose black coat casually threw an old man onto the ground.

The one thrown on the ground was Tyrell.

He fell awkwardly to the ground. Looking at Chloe standing before him wearing the terrifying mask, his aged face showed a rare expression of gravity.

"Who are you? Who exactly are you? Why did you bring me here?"

Tyrell felt a bit scared.

Facing the powerful Chloe, he had no desire to fight.

He didn't know who this person was or why they brought him here.

He sensed the threat of death.

Chloe stared at Tyrell sprawled on the ground.

The energy within her body calmed down. Her mind was clear, and she knew what she was doing.

"Tyrell, I'm giving you two choices: one is death, the other is to work for me and follow my orders."

Chloe deliberately lowered her voice.

Making it sound deep and hoarse.

Tyrell couldn't tell whether the person before him was male or female.

"If you want me to listen to you, you need to let me know who you are..."

Tyrell began.

Before he could finish, a cold black sword was already pressed against his neck.

"You're not qualified to know."

Tyrell broke out in a cold sweat.

He felt the breath of death.

This person was too strong.

So strong it made him tremble.

He knew that if he didn't obey, he would definitely die.

"I'll listen, I'll listen." He quickly said, "What do you want me to do?"

To save his life, he had no choice but to submit.

"Leave Aurora Citadel, go back to Colorful Clouds District, and don't get involved in the Bennett family's affairs in Aurora Citadel." Chloe spoke in a low voice.

Hearing this, Tyrell was stunned.

That's it?

This person made such a big fuss bringing him here just to tell him to go back to Colorful Clouds District and not get involved in the Bennett family's affairs in Aurora Citadel.

At this moment, he began to suspect the identity of the person wearing the ghost mask.

Eighth realm?

Could it be his father, Wilder?

He thought it was very possible.

Although Paisley said Cody attacked Wilder, no one had seen Wilder's body.

There was a good chance Wilder was alive.

And now, caring so much about the Bennett family, it must be Wilder.

"Yes."

He didn't hesitate at all.

Over the years, he had lived comfortably in Colorful Clouds District. He no longer had any ambitions for the family head position. It was only because Kabelo sent someone to invite him that he had such thoughts.

"Also..."

Chloe spoke again.

"Sir, your orders."

After guessing that this person was very likely Wilder, he became quite respectful.

Chloe instructed, "After returning to Colorful Clouds District, look into what desperate martial practitioners there are within Summer Nation's borders, and find a way to recruit them."

Hearing this, Tyrell was startled and asked, "Recruit desperados? For what?"

"No need to ask questions."

Chloe turned to leave. She had already turned around, but her voice still echoed.

"Leave Aurora Citadel as soon as possible and go back to Colorful Clouds District. Do what I've told you quickly. I'll contact you again. If I find you have the slightest thought of disobedience, the Bennett family in Colorful Clouds District will be completely wiped out."

Hearing this cold voice, Tyrell couldn't help but shiver.

It wasn't until Chloe had gone far away that he slowly stood up.

"Return to Colorful Clouds District?"

At this moment, he had no choice.

Being targeted by a super strong person, if he didn't comply, the Bennett family in Colorful Clouds District, his branch of the family, would definitely not have good days ahead.

Taking a deep breath, he then left with his battered body.

Soon, he returned to the Bennett Manor.

Upon arriving at the Bennett Manor, he found that Paisley had gathered some important family members and was holding a meeting to discuss what had happened earlier.

"Dad."

"Grandpa."

"Family head."

When Tyrell returned, many people's faces showed joy.

Tyrell glanced at Paisley sitting in the main seat, looking at the Bennett family members present.

"Sir, who was it that took you away?" One of the four top fighters under Tyrell stepped forward and asked.

Tyrell waved his hand slightly, cutting him off.

He didn't answer that question. Instead, he looked at Paisley in the main seat and walked over, coming before her.

Paisley also noticed that something was off about Tyrell's expression. She couldn't help but stand up and take a few steps back.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Tyrell suddenly laughed.

This made Paisley even more confused.

"Paisley, from now on, you are the head of the Bennett family."

Tyrell spoke.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves.

As soon as these words came out, the whole room was shocked.

"Grandpa Tyrell, what do you mean?"

"Family head, how can you compromise? How can Paisley be the family head?"

"If you step down, the Bennett family will be ruined in her hands."

Many people panicked and cried out.

Tyrell turned around and looked at everyone: "Come back to Colorful Clouds District with me. We're leaving right now."

After speaking, he turned and walked away.

"..."

In the large room, everyone looked at each other, all with shocked expressions. They didn't know what had happened.

Why did he seem like a different person after being taken away and coming back?

The Bennett family members from Colorful Clouds District were unhappy and unwilling to leave.

But Tyrell was their family head. No one dared disobey his words.

The Bennett family members from Colorful Clouds District left one after another.

Soon, only the Bennett family members from Aurora Citadel remained in the room.

Paisley stood in the main seat, watching the Bennett family members gradually leave, her expression full of confusion.

She was smart as a whip, but at this moment, she didn't know what had happened.

Someone broke into the Bennett Manor and took Tyrell away.

But Tyrell came back alive. After returning, he gave up competing for the position of family head and was in a hurry to rush back to Colorful Clouds District.

This was too strange.

"Who is helping me?"

Paisley wondered.

She knew someone must be secretly helping her.

But who could it be?

From what the Bennett family members said, she learned that the person who took Tyrell away was a super strong fighter, with strength at the eighth realm.

And among eighth realm fighters, their skill level was not low.

However, she didn't know any eighth realm experts at all.

Unable to figure it out, she stopped thinking about it for now.

She waved her hand slightly: "It's getting late. Everyone go back and rest. If there's anything, we'll talk about it tomorrow morning."

After speaking, she turned and left.

The Bennett family members looked helpless.

With Tyrell gone, no one could compete with Paisley for the position of family head now.

Paisley returned to the study in her courtyard.

She sat at the desk, her slender fingers gently tapping the table, thinking carefully.

In her mind, she kept replaying the events of this period, recalling the important people she had been in contact with.

Those she had contact with included the King and Greg.

However, neither the King nor Greg would send an eighth realm expert to help her secure the position of Bennett family head.

At this moment, a scene flashed through her mind.

She recalled Chloe coming to see her today and what she said.

"Then disappear."

This sentence appeared in her mind.

"A black sword?"

Paisley also remembered what the Bennett family members had said.

"Could it be Chloe?"

After having this thought, she was so startled that she immediately dismissed the idea.

"Impossible, it absolutely cannot be Chloe. The person wearing the ghost mask could make Tyrell completely powerless to fight back. Chloe just started practicing martial arts and has only been exposed to martial arts for barely two months. How could she possibly become an eighth realm expert?"

Paisley laughed at herself mockingly.

She laughed at herself for daring to think such things.

Even thinking of Chloe.