She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 634: We Decide to Withdraw

Adrian stroked his white beard, a look of reflection on his face.

"I can only say that the new generation always surpasses the old. It took me decades to learn the Thirteen Needles, while she has already created the Fourteenth Needle based on it."

"Youth is indeed vibrant. I believe that given time, she will be able to create the Fifteenth Needle as well."

"I suppose I can hope for the restoration of the Edwards family's glory," Adrian said with confidence.

Upon hearing this, Gracie's eyes lit up. She didn't expect Adrian to have such a high opinion of her.

However, she couldn't help but wonder about something. She extended her delicate hand and covered her lips, giggling softly.

Mockingly, she said, "The glory of the Edwards family? Adrian, you seem to have forgotten that you were already expelled from the Edwards family. Even if she restores their glory, what does it have to do with you?"

Adrian's gaze slowly retracted, his head hanging low with a touch of sadness.

Although he had earned respect and important positions within the organization, deep down, as an old man, he hoped that the Edwards family would regret their actions and personally welcome him back. After drifting abroad for decades, he eventually returned to this land because he couldn't let go of it.

"You might be right," he replied pensively.

"Well then, let's continue watching. Fortunately, I just bet on Cheyenne," he added.

"Wow, that looks exciting over there!"

Mason suddenly blurted out with unrelated words, leaving Eddie, who was preparing to debate, momentarily stunned.

With a calm expression, Eddie replied, "Hmm, let's continue."

Little did he know that Mason would say, "What should we do? I don't feel like competing anymore. How about we go and check on Miss Lawrence?"

"Fine, you win. I might not be able to beat you anyway, so continuing like this would just be a waste of time."

Huh? Can it be done like this?

Eddie's face turned dark as he coldly rejected Mason's frivolous suggestion, "No, we can't. Since it's a competition, we have to take it seriously until the end." Although he was curious about Cheyenne's situation on the other side as well.

After he finished speaking, Mason muttered with a slight twitch of his lips, "I think, even if we determine a winner between us, we'll still lose in the end to Miss Lawrence." "Moreover, watching Miss Lawrence's competition seems more interesting than our boring arguments, don't you think?"

Eddie strongly agreed with this statement and replied, "I think so too. When Cheyenne was having surgery, I observed it from the side."

Mason looked envious, casting a hopeful glance, "I envy you. You can watch it up close. So, how is it? Miss Lawrence is beautiful, right?"Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Eddie gave him a disdainful look and retorted, "She's pretty, but she only relies on her own abilities!" Even Eddie couldn't help but retort.

Just because he mentioned Cheyenne, Mason chuckled foolishly and quickly explained, raising both hands. "I didn't mean anything else. I was just saying Miss Lawrence is both beautiful and highly skilled. Do you have a crush on her?"

Eddie's face turned red. "Don't talk nonsense. I just see her as a little sister," he protested.

"If that's the case, then as a good brother, shouldn't you go and see how your little sister is doing in the competition?" Mason retorted, catching Eddie off guard.

Indeed, what was the point of arguing with this fool here?

"Fine, I'll go with you to check it out," Eddie acquiesced.

With that, the two men shook hands in front of everyone, ready to reconcile and head towards Cheyenne's location.

Not far behind them, the host interjected with a question, "Wait, what about your own competition?"

The judges were equally perplexed. How could they give up their own competition halfway through just to watch someone else's?

Before Eddie could respond, Mason, with a friendly demeanor, put an arm around Eddie's shoulder and flashed a bright smile at the judges. With a radiant smile, he said, "Let's just both concede, call it a draw. Then the champion can be chosen from Miss Lawrence and that guy." The people on the judges' panel were at a loss.

Was it really that casual?

But withdrawal from the competition was no small matter, and they couldn't just take Mason's word for it.

They turned to Leandro, seeking his opinion. Unexpectedly, Leandro, with a smile playing on his lips, casually stroked his white beard and said, "They've grown up and had their own ideas. Let them go; it's good to have a look and learn."

"Honestly, the two of you still have a long way to go in comparison with that girl."

"I ultimately lost to Layne, but it's okay. You young people have a long road ahead and can explore it all the way."

"Just as long as you keep the core values of the brotherhood, you can honor Moon Hall together."

Eddie had expected his grandfather

to scold him, but he hadn't anticipated such profound

respond this way. He smithenet

understanding. As for Mason, he et

had known his master would

dragged Eddie by the hand, and walked in the opposite direction.

He kept urging, "Hurry, we'll miss the good part if we're late."

Eddie, whose hand had never been held by a man, felt a surge of revulsion and quickly shook off his hand, his voice tinged with embarrassment. "Don't touch me. Don't you know that men don't hold hands?"

"Okay, okay, I won't touch you. You're not some deadbeat that I can't touch anyway," Mason muttered under his breath, while following behind. "Hey, wait for me!"

Meanwhile, Lucien was rolling on the ground in agony. He groaned in pain, but his Praying Magic seemed to have no effect on Cheyenne's needle technique. Meanwhile, Iker's condition seemed to be improving slightly. The deep blue color on his face had returned to a lighter shade of blue.

At the same time, Cheyenne crouched in front of him and lifted his pants to his knees, revealing the silver needles in his knee.

Not long after, tiny white worms

started crawling out along the silver

needle, but the moment they emerged, they transformed into small black spheres and rolled onto the ground, dying instantly after leaving Iker's body.

This disgusting and terrifying scene left everyone astonished, and they all questioned what they were.

Only Kyson, with sharp eyes, and Leandro simultaneously exclaimed, "Serpent Magic!"