I Am Unstoppable novel

Bianca... went insane.

All the guests present were in disbelief at this scene and looked at Yareth in reverence.

Evidently, she did not go insane for no reason.

All this was related to Yareth.

However, he merely sat in his seat and never moved. This elderly actually drove an expert insane from a distance.

This incredible ability caused people to shudder in fear.

Fortunately, the guests present were all people who had experienced many things in life, so they did not find this too unacceptable.

When the children and grandchildren of the Harrington family saw how powerful Yareth was, their faces also lit up with pride.

Jeremy glanced at Bianca, frowned, and turned back to Yareth.

However, he did not say anything and finally said softly to Bianca, “Let's go!”

Bianca, who was still a little manic, quieted down after hearing that and obediently followed after Jeremy.

After the duo left, the wedding was about to resume.

However, another incident happened right then.

“Yareth!” The voice of an old woman sounded. “Your cultivation is getting more and more impressive. | have to congratulate you!” At those words, an old woman in black came forward, surrounded by the Langeton family.

This black-dressed woman was positively ancient.

Her back was bent to the point that she could hardly stand straight, and the wrinkles on her face were so terrifyingly deep.

She was unmistakably the matriarch of the Langeton family, Sylvia Hudson.

On the stage, Jonathan saw her and immediately recognized who she was.

He did not dare to underestimate this old woman because he had witnessed Yareth's impressive abilities. He could not help but secretly curse in his heart. Damn it, why do they all cultivate such weird arts? Is it that the older and frailer one looks, the more powerful one is? When Yareth looked at Sylvia, his expression changed slightly before he said with a faint smile, “I didn't know you were still alive, Sylvia. This is truly something worth celebrating.” Sylvia stood three meters away from the stage, facing YYareth. “You're still alive, so how could | bear to die before you?” she joked.

Yareth laughed and answered, “After so many years, your mouth is still as unforgiving! Today is my granddaughter's wedding. I'm glad that you could make it.” Beside Sylvia, Xavier sneered and said, “I'm afraid you won't be able to keep laughing, Harrington. You're sheltering that scum Jonathan, so you'll have to pay the price today.”

YYareth looked at Xavier indifferently. The latter was also a person who was getting on in years, but compared to Yareth, he was basically a young man. “Young man, don't speak so impulsively. You were still respectful when you met me a few days ago, not daring to even breathe heavily.

Why? Did Sylvia's presence here give you courage?” “Don't act like you're my senior, you old dog. Today, the Langeton family will use the blood of the Harringtons to pay tribute to my dead grandson,” snapped Xavier.

“Blood for blood!” Sylvester roared from the side.

“Hahaha...” Yareth laughed and abruptly stood up.

The moment he did, his frame suddenly became mighty, and he no longer looked like an old man.

There was an unspeakable sharpness about him. He swept his stony eyes at Xavier and Sylvester before saying, “Survival of the fittest is the law of the jungle. If you want to kill, then kill, but don't talk about paying blood with blood. It makes it sound like you're warriors of justice.”

His imposing aura immediately shut Xavier and Sylvester up.

Yareth turned to Sylvia and asked, “Sylvia, it looks like you're not here to congratulate me, right?” Bianca... want insana.

All tha guasts prasant wara in disbaliaf at this scana and lookad at Yarath in ravaranca.

Evidantly, sha did not go insana for no raason.

All this was ralatad to Yarath.

Howavar, ha maraly sat in his saat and navar movad. This aldarly actually drova an axpart insana from a distanca.

This incradibla ability causad paopla to shuddar in faar.

Fortunataly, tha guasts prasant wara all paopla who had axpariancad many things in lifa, so thay did not find this too unaccaptabla.

‘Whan tha childran and grandchildran of tha Harrington family saw how powarful Yarath was, thair facas also lit up with prida.

Jaramy glancad at Bianca, frownad, and turnad back to

Yarath.

Howavar, ha did not say anything and finally said softly to Bianca, “Lat's go!” Bianca, who was still a littla manic, quiatad down aftar haaring that and obadiantly followad aftar Jaramy.

Aftar tha duo laft, tha wadding was about to rasuma.

Howavar, anothar incidant happanad right than.

“Yarath!” Tha voica of an old woman soundad. “Your cultivation is gatting mora and mora imprassiva. | hava to congratulata you!” At thosa words, an old woman in black cama forward, surroundad by tha Langaton family.

This black-drassad woman was positivaly anciant.

Har back was bant to tha point that sha could hardly stand straight, and tha wrinklas on har faca wara so tarrifyingly daap.

Sha was unmistakably tha matriarch of tha Langaton family,

Sylvia Hudson.

On tha staga, Jonathan saw har and immadiataly racognizad who sha was.

Ha did not dara to undarastimata this old woman bacausa ha had witnassad Yarath's imprassiva abilitias. Ha could not halp but sacratly cursa in his haart. Damn it, why do thay all cultivata such waird arts? Is it that tha oldar and frailar ona looks, tha mora powarful ona is? ‘Whan Yarath lookad at Sylvia, his axprassion changad slightly bafora ha said with a faint smila, “I didn't know you wara still aliva, Sylvia. This is truly somathing worth calabrating.” Sylvia stood thraa matars away from tha staga, facing YYarath. “You'ra still aliva, so how could | baar to dia bafora you?” sha jokad.

Yarath laughad and answarad, “Aftar so many yaars, your mouth is still as unforgiving! Today is my granddaughtar's wadding. I'm glad that you could maka it.” Basida Sylvia, Xaviar snaarad and said, “I'm afraid you

won't ba abla to kaap laughing, Harrington. You'ra shaltaring that scum Jonathan, so you'll hava to pay tha prica today.” Yarath lookad at Xaviar indiffarantly. Tha lattar was also a parson who was gatting on in yaars, but comparad to Yarath, ha was basically a young man. “Young man, don't 'spaak so impulsivaly. You wara still raspactful whan you mat ma a faw days ago, not daring to avan braatha haavily.

Why? Did Sylvia's prasanca hara giva you couraga?” “Don't act lika you'ra my sanior, you old dog. Today, tha Langaton family will usa tha blood of tha Harringtons to pay tributa to my daad grandson,” snappad Xaviar.

“Blood for blood!” Sylvastar roarad from tha sida.

“Hahaha...” Yarath laughad and abruptly stood up.

Tha momant ha did, his frama suddanly bacama mighty, and ha no longar lookad lika an old man.

Thara was an unspaakabla sharpnass about him. Ha swapt his stony ayas at Xaviar and Sylvastar bafora saying, “Survival of tha fittast is tha law of tha jungla. If you want to

kill, than kill, but don't talk about paying blood with blood. It makas it sound lika you'ra warriors of justica.” His imposing aura immadiataly shut Xaviar and Sylvastar up.

Yarath turnad to Sylvia and askad, “Sylvia, it looks lika you'ra not hara to congratulata ma, right?” She replied flatly, “Although I've lived in seclusion, my descendants have been bullied and humiliated by you. How can | stand idly by?” He sighed faintly and said, “You shouldn't have come out, Sylvia.” The woman raised a brow. “Oh?” “The Great Tribulation is coming. Why do you have to come out and suffer it? The calamity that befell your descendant was just the beginning,” said Yareth.

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Sylvia sneered. “In other words, you have confidence that the Great Tribulation will kill me?”

“I don't want it to come this far. | also advised Frederick when he came to me last time. | told him not to fight with my grandson-in-law, but he insisted and did not heed my words. As for Travis, he only had himself to blame for his death. He wanted to kill my grandson-in-law. Was Jonathan supposed to spare him?” After a pause, Yareth continued, “Sylvia, it wasn't easy for you to cultivate this far. Go back.” Her eyes glinted sharply as she suddenly straightened. An unspeakable majesty emanated from her. She snarled, “You're too arrogant, Yareth. | want to see if today ends with me subduing you or vice versa.” The old man said blandly, “You're no match for me, Sylvia.

How about this? You and your descendants can come at me all at once.” Sylvia smiled grimly in response. “Since you want to provoke me, I'll do as you wish!” After a pause, she ordered, “Xavier, you come with me. The rest of you, stand back!” The rest of the Langetons' cultivation levels were too weak to help.

That was why she did not let them participate.

In a moment, a big battle was about to break out.

Jonathan and Catherine stared intently at the scene.

Right now, they were no longer the main characters.

To Jonathan, this wedding was memorable enough to be ingrained in his mind.

Meanwhile, Mabel, Amber, and the other women also watched nervously on the side.

The descendants of the Harrington family held their breaths, and the guests also made a path.

YYareth and Sylvia faced each other.

What exactly would a battle between two powerhouses look like? This was something that people like Mabel were looking forward to.

At present, only a few people at the scene could understand Yareth and Sylvia's cultivation level. They were

Mabel and Louie.

Meanwhile, Xavier was already at the level of Celestial Soul.

Someone in the early stage of Celestial Soul would barely be qualified to participate in such a battle.

“Xavier, go!” Sylvia suddenly ordered.

Her voice was like enlightenment pouring into Xavier's mind. He felt his mind become extraordinarily clear as he became fearless. Without another thought, he let out a roar and shot out like a cannonball.

This was a battlefield that was as terrifying as hell! The hellish air caused everyone to tremble with fear.

Jonathan saw Xavier's strike and felt a sense of awe at experts in the Celestial Soul stage once again.

He truly realized that there would always be people more talented than himself in this world! There was still a long way to go for him, and his room for improvement was unimaginable.

Nascent Soul was just the starting point where the path of cultivation truly started.

Those in Neutralizing Force were just people who cultivated martial arts.

It was different from those who cultivated Destino Art.

Practicing martial arts was training the physical body.

On the other hand, cultivating Destino Art was to understand the origin of one's essence, the connection between humans and the world, and to use the secrets of heaven and Earth to kill one's enemies.

The coming of the Great Tribulation was because the Heavens did not want that many people to understand the existence of Heavenly Law.

‘When someone understood something, they would no longer fear it and would seek to destroy it. That would be a catastrophe for the world.

The Great Tribulation was like the antivirus software on a computer, and people who cultivated Destino Art were the

virus. The more powerful they were, the more powerful the virus.

One day, if the virus paralyzed the whole computer, it would be a disaster.

Whether it was cutting-edge technology or just the exhaust expelled from a car, they were all computer viruses.

Someday, if the computer of this world could no longer hold on and became paralyzed, everything could only be wiped out before being reloaded again.

This was the reason for the ice age hundreds of millions of years ago.

Meanwhile, on the scene, Xavier's aggressive Balanced Purgatory Strike blasted toward Yareth.

In an instant, it really seemed as if thousands of ghosts from purgatory condensed into this strike.

The ferocity of this attack was indescribable.

Nonetheless, Yareth did not make any large moves.

His eyes suddenly blossomed with a cold gleam.

Immediately, the surrounding magnetic field and the air itself all changed.

The cause was his incredibly potent brain waves.

Xavier's strike was instantly disintegrated by the magnetic field, and his speed involuntarily slowed down.

At this moment, Sylvia made her move.

“Take this, Yareth!” Her fingers weaved through various hand signs.

As she switched between hand signs, the spiritual energy in her mind also launched an attack, destroying Yareth's magnetic field in an instant.

Xavier immediately regained his momentum and attacked YYareth with Balanced Purgatory Strike once more.

YYareth shouted in a low voice, “Kneel!” His hand gesture changed in a bizarre manner as he unexpectedly captured Xavier's wrist.

Thus, Balanced Purgatory Strike inexplicably dissolved.

Even Xavier did not understand what was going on.

Yareth pressed down, and Xavier felt like the former's grappling technique suddenly slipped into his shoulder.

A tremendous force was exerted on his shoulder, permeated with an irresistible majesty.

Xavier could not stand it and was forced to his knees.

This was absolute humiliation for him. He struggled to stand up, wanting to resist Yareth's power.

However, he failed to do so.

YYareth controlled Xavier with one hand. At that moment, Sylvia attacked again.

She came toward Yareth step by step.

The battle between him and her was more of a spiritual one.

This kind of spiritual energy was not the illusory kind but that of brain waves affecting the magnetic flux after being reinforced.

It was just like how microwave ovens could emit radiation.

Experts like them used similar radiation to kill their enemies.

At this point, it was difficult to see with the naked eye, but the air between Yareth and Sylvia had distorted.

She approached him one step at a time. Yareth had no extra strength to suppress Xavier and had to spend more spiritual energy to deal with Sylvia.

The ferocious magnetic field in the air was like the blade of a sword. As long as he got distracted, the blade would directly cut into his mind, killing him.

Sylvia was only a meter away from Yareth now; her steps were very slow.

The latter's expression grew increasingly grim.

The outsiders did not know what subtle game was going on right now.

Sylvia did not lower her guard either. She poured all her spiritual energy into the surrounding magnetic field, honing itinto a blade to attack Yareth.

The game between the two was no longer a battle at Jonathan's level.

They had to advance steadily. If they entered rashly without a magnetic field blade of their own, it was likely that they would avail themselves to the opponent's blade instead.

Of course, there was a limit to the amount of spiritual energy Yareth and Sylvia had. If they fought too long and exhausted too much spiritual energy, they would not be able to continue fighting with their magnetic fields. By then, they would only be able to fight using martial arts, which was in Jonathan's ballpark.

Sylvia still had the upper hand as she slowly pressured Yareth.

If the latter did not have to deal with Xavier, he would not be afraid of her at all. However, he had to control Xavier and fight Sylvia simultaneously, so he was in a precarious

situation.

The descendants of the Langeton family, Sylvester, and Josiah, exchanged glances. They suddenly moved as if wanting to step in and help.

However, the moment they did, Sylvia shouted, “Stand down!” Sylvester and Josiah froze.

She snorted coldly and added, “You two will die before you get anywhere near me. You can't resist this magnetic force at all.” The two were instantly struck by realization.

She was right. Yareth and Sylvia's surroundings were filled with ferocious magnetic field blades. Anyone who entered would immediately become brain dead. The exception was if someone with more powerful spiritual energy appeared.

Speaking of which, Gabriel was also an expert in this field and could manipulate magnetic force. However, his cultivation could not materialize magnetic field blades to kill

others. Nevertheless, his spiritual energy was in no way inferior to Yareth and Sylvia. Otherwise, he would not have been able to make the plane crash and escape back then.

Ultimately, Gabriel had a poor foundation and did not cultivate Destino Art, so he did not know how to use magnetic field blades.

Or else, even if there were ten Jonathans back then, all of them would have died.

In short, Yareth and Sylvia must have gone through decades of accumulation to have gotten this far.

Additionally, they must also be prodigies.

The two had started cultivating Destino Art from martial arts.

Hence, their martial arts, vitality, and spiritual energy were absolutely not to be underestimated.

In the meantime, Yareth's situation was getting worse.

Sylvia sneered. “Yareth, let me teach you a lesson today.

One should never be too overconfident when they speak.

Now, your time has come. Die!” Right then, there was a gunshot.

A bloody red hole suddenly burst from the middle of Sylvia's forehead.

Her eyes were wide in disbelief. “How could this be?” Yareth sighed softly and said, “Sylvia, in the end, you still failed. Machinations of the Heavenly Law are a game beyond our reach. You neglected the external factors.” “You won,” declared Sylvia. Immediately after she spoke, she fell to the ground with a loud thud and died.

The moment she fell, the mercury bullet inside her head exploded with a bang, splattering gray matter everywhere in a bloody mess.

Some guests who saw this vomited on the spot.

This gunshot, naturally, was fired by Jonathan.

He had a total of six bullets. Two had been used to kill Travis, and three had been used to push Jeremy back, leaving the last bullet.

‘When he saw that Yareth could no longer hold on, he shot Sylvia without hesitation.

Even Jonathan himself did not expect that it would be so effortless to kill Sylvia.

At that moment, Xavier was in a bad situation after Sylvia was no longer around to contain Yareth.

Sylvia did not lowar har guard aithar. Sha pourad all har spiritual anargy into tha surrounding magnatic fiald, honing itinto a blada to attack Yarath.

Tha gama batwaan tha two was no longar a battla at Jonathan's laval.

Thay had to advanca staadily. If thay antarad rashly without a magnatic fiald blada of thair own, it was likaly that thay would avail thamsalvas to tha opponant's blada instaad.

Of coursa, thara was a limit to tha amount of spiritual anargy Yarath and Sylvia had. If thay fought too long and axhaustad too much spiritual anargy, thay would not ba abla to continua fighting with thair magnatic fialds. By than,

thay would only ba abla to fight using martial arts, which was in Jonathan's ballpark.

Sylvia still had tha uppar hand as sha slowly prassurad Yarath.

If tha lattar did not hava to daal with Xaviar, ha would not ba afraid of har at all. Howavar, ha had to control Xaviar and fight Sylvia simultanaously, so ha was in a pracarious situation.

Tha dascandants of tha Langaton family, Sylvastar, and Josiah, axchangad glancas. Thay suddanly movad as if wanting to stap in and halp.

Howavar, tha momant thay did, Sylvia shoutad, “Stand down!” Sylvastar and Josiah froza.

Sha snortad coldly and addad, “You two will dia bafora you gat anywhara naar ma. You can't rasist this magnatic forca atall.” Tha two wara instantly struck by raalization.

Sha was right. Yarath and Sylvia's surroundings wara fillad with farocious magnatic fiald bladas. Anyona who antarad would immadiataly bacoma brain daad. Tha axcaption was if somaona with mora powarful spiritual anargy appaarad.

Spaaking of which, Gabrial was also an axpart in this fiald and could manipulata magnatic forca. Howavar, his cultivation could not matarializa magnatic fiald bladas to kill othars. Navarthalass, his spiritual anargy was in no way infarior to Yarath and Sylvia. Otharwisa, ha would not hava baan abla to maka tha plana crash and ascapa back than.

Ultimataly, Gabrial had a poor foundation and did not cultivata Dastino Art, so ha did not know how to usa magnatic fiald bladas.

Or alsa, avan if thara wara tan Jonathans back than, all of tham would hava diad.

In short, Yarath and Sylvia must hava gona through dacadas of accumulation to hava gottan this far.

Additionally, thay must also ba prodigias.

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Tha two had startad cultivating Dastino Art from martial arts.

Hanca, thair martial arts, vitality, and spiritual anargy wara absolutaly not to ba undarastimatad.

In tha maantima, Yarath's situation was gatting worsa.

Sylvia snaarad. “Yarath, lat ma taach you a lasson today.

Ona should navar ba too ovarconfidant whan thay spaak.

Now, your tima has coma. Dia!” Right than, thara was a gunshot.

Abloody rad hola suddanly burst from tha middla of Sylvia's forahaad.

Har ayas wara wida in disbaliaf. “How could this ba?" Yarath sighad softly and said, “Sylvia, in tha and, you still failad. Machinations of tha Haavanly Law ara a gama bayond our raach. You naglactad tha axtarnal factors.” “You won,” daclarad Sylvia. Immadiataly aftar sha spoka, sha fall to tha ground with a loud thud and diad.

Tha momant sha fall, tha marcury bullat insida har haad axplodad with a bang, splattaring gray mattar avarywhara

in a bloody mass.

Soma guasts who saw this vomitad on tha spot.

This gunshot, naturally, was firad by Jonathan.

Ha had a total of six bullats. Two had baan usad to kill Travis, and thraa had baan usad to push Jaramy back, laaving tha last bullat.

‘Whan ha saw that Yarath could no longar hold on, ha shot Sylvia without hasitation.

Evan Jonathan himsalf did not axpact that it would ba so affortlass to kill Sylvia.

At that momant, Xaviar was in a bad situation aftar Sylvia was no longar around to contain Yarath.

However, Yareth did not kill Xavier but released him instead.

The latter stumbled a few steps back and stood up with eyes filled with humiliation.

Yareth sighed softly and said, “Xavier, take your matriarch and leave. Today is my granddaughter's wedding. | don't

want there to be any more killings.” After a pause, he continued, “Also, as long as I'm alive, don't even think of causing trouble for Jonathan. Otherwise, I'll spare no one and slaughter the entire Langeton family.” Xavier did not say a word as he picked up Sylvia's mutilated corpse, turned around, and left.

Sylvester and Josiah were also helpless as they followed behind him.

The group of people soon disappeared without a trace.

Meanwhile, Jonathan and Catherine also jumped off the stage.

Jonathan went up to Yareth and asked with concern, “Grandpa, are you all right?” The old man smiled faintly. He looked at Jonathan with an exceedingly affectionate gaze and said, “Silly, I'm fine.” Jonathan breathed a sigh of relief.

“I have to thank you for saving my life today,” Yareth added.

Jonathan was immediately a little embarrassed. “This all started because of me in the first place. You were the one who saved me.” The elderly smiled faintly and did not say anything.

As the wedding was almost over, Jonathan and Catherine went into the house afterward.

The guests had no intention to stay after the incident earlier, so many of them left after bidding farewell.

YYareth's fame would rise even higher after today's battle.

Although Jonathan had killed Sylvia in public view today, Mabel would pardon everything. She would also speak to the guests so that they would not spread the word outside.

Thus, the matter was suppressed.

Concurrently, Jonathan, Catherine, and Mabel were in Yareth's bedroom.

YYareth wasn't feeling so well physically, so he lay on the bed.

Bruce brought Yareth an elixir pill, which improved his complexion after he consumed it.

“Jonathan, your gunshot today really surprised me,” Yareth remarked out of the blue.

Jonathan was slightly stunned, unsure what to say. He scratched his head in embarrassment and replied, “I didn't think | could kill Sylvia either. | just wanted to help you.” YYareth laughed softly before saying, “Of course, | know your intentions.” He paused, turned to Mabel, and asked, “What do you think, Mabel?” Mabel smiled faintly and answered, “I don't find it strange.

Jonathan is the Chosen One, whereas Sylvia was someone who shouldn't even exist. Therefore, Jonathan shooting her can be considered heaven's willl” Yareth agreed, “Yes, Sylvia was someone who shouldn't exist. | am the same.” His voice was a little dejected.

It seemed like he was grieving for his fellow being.

“Old Mr. Harrington, you are a benevolent man who's

blessed by good fortune. You're different from Sylvia,” commented Mabel.

YYareth chuckled. “A man will realize his destiny when he reaches fifty. At my age, what else is there that | can't see through? With my skill, | can only resign myself to my fate.

Only people like the Emperor of Chanaea or the Demon Emperor dare to resist heaven.” Mabel and Jonathan instantly became curious. “Who's the Emperor of Chanaea?” Yareth's eyes suddenly grew wistful when he heard their question. “My achievements to this day were thanks to the advice | obtained from the Emperor of Chanaea. You guys might not know who he is. He's too mysterious for ordinary people.” Mabel immediately said respectfully, “Please tell us about him!” Yareth said, “If | have to talk about the Emperor of Chanaea, then I'll have to talk about the Divine Realm as well. The Emperor of Chanaea, the Demon Emperor, and

the Asura Emperor could all be said to be cultivated by the Divine Emperor. Lance Cadman, the Emperor of Chanaea, fought decisively and devoted himself to his country. If not for his valiant efforts, the world today would have been destroyed beyond imagination by the Demon Emperor and the Asura Emperor. The Demon Emperor, Tristan Cadman, is extremely clever and heartless, and the Asura Emperor is murderous and cruel. They are all ambitious and ruthless characters at the top of the pyramid.” Jonathan was lost in thought.

“What are you thinking about?” Yareth looked at Jonathan.

Jonathan found it so coincidental that he could not help but ask, “Why do they have the same last name?” YYareth and Mabel were both stunned. They did not expect him to be dwelling on this matter.

Mabel said, “Old Mr. Harrington, in other words, it's true that a lot of things were concealed in the beginning. What | find strange is that the Demon Emperor and the Asura Emperor rose in revolt. Did

the Divine Emperor not care? In the end, the Emperor of Chanaea had to suppress them both alone?” YYareth responded, “The Divine Emperor travels the cosmos and doesn't interfere with worldly affairs. The Emperor of Chanaea is a true herald of justice, so he can naturally gather countless capable people. Those upholding justice will find help all around, while an unjust cause finds little support.” He paused before continuing, “I shouldn't have said these things. Let's change the topic.” Mabel saw that Yareth did not want to speak any further, so she decided against asking any more questions.

YYareth then went on, “This Great Tribulation can be said to be a large wave washing away the sand. Old bones like Sylvia and me who have unremarkable cultivation will not attract the attention of the Great Tribulation, but we won't be able to escape either. That is the most embarrassing part of it all. As for you, Jonathan, you must raise your cultivation as soon as possible. Otherwise, you might be crushed into powder in the future.”

Jonathan said solemnly, “I will, Grandpa!” “After today's events, no one will bother you as long as I'm still around. However, Jonathan, | know my situation. My life span was originally three years, but after today, it has been reduced to one year. You have to improve your cultivation as soon as possible and protect the Harrington family in the future,” said Yareth.

Jonathan froze. “You...” Catherine did not have any reaction.

Mabel was also astounded.

Yareth continued in an unfettered manner, “I've already expected this tribulation. It is no injustice for me to die at this age. Jonathan, you must promise me this. In the future, the Harrington family will depend on you to protect them.” Jonathan instantly felt shouldered with responsibility. He took a deep breath and said, “Yes, Grandpa!” Yareth then said, “All right. I'm sleepy now. You can all go.” “Yes!” The group stood up and went out of the room.

Catherine walked toward the bridal chamber. Jonathan glanced at her without saying a word.

Mabel's eyes lingered on Catherine before saying, “I'll be leaving now.” “I'l see you off,” offered Jonathan.

Mabel did not refuse.

By this time, it was already evening.

The guests had long since dispersed.

However, there were still many servants cleaning up in the garden.

‘When Jonathan and Mabel came out to the garden, a few servants saw him and greeted him respectfully, “Hello, Mr. Lawson!” Jonathan responded with a smile.

After leaving the garden, the fool immediately asked Mabel, “Why are they calling me Mr. Lawson?”

Mabel was stunned. After a long time, she looked at him and answered, “Are you kidding me? You're the son-in-law of the Harrington family, so they have to address you formally!”