Previous Chapter
Related Chapters
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 152; antidote for shadow disciples
Chapter one hundred and fifty two; antidote for shadow disciples As Chris left the store, with Sinclair’s father’s books tucked under his arm, his phone buzzed in his pocket. Glancing at the screen, he saw Jack Stone’s name flashing. The memory of their last encounter flickered in his mind, Jack had had kept to his word which made him reliable, but there was an urgency in his voice that made Chris pick up immediately. “Jack,” Chris greeted, his tone steady despite the flutter of concern in his chest. “Chris,” Jack replied, his voice strained. “We’ve got a situation. You remember the elixir that kept people loyal to the Shadow Cult? The one we took , the master’s Bind Elixir,’ I believe it was called?” Chris’s grip on the phone tightened slightly as the memories of that day came rushing back. The Master’s Bind Elixir was a potent concoction, one that had ensnared the minds of many, ensuring their unwavering loyalty to the Shadow Cult. Chris had given Jack stone the antidote wh
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 153: Final meeting before launching
Chapter one hundred and fifty three; Final meeting before launching.It was late in the evening, and the MTD office was starting to empty as employees finished their work and headed home. The warm glow of the setting sun filtered through the large windows, casting long shadows across Chris’s desk as he reviewed the final details of his day. But there was one more meeting on his schedule before he could call it a night.Sandra Philips walked into his office, her footsteps barely making a sound on the polished floor. Dressed in a sleek navy suit, she carried herself with the poise of a seasoned professional, her sharp eyes scanning the room before they settled on Chris. She closed the door behind her quietly, ensuring their conversation would remain private.“Brother Chris “ she greeted him, a hint of tension in her voice. They both knew the stakes of this meeting were high. “Sandra, thanks for coming,” Chris replied, motioning for her to take a seat across from him. As she sat down
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 154; photograph and dresses
Chapter one hundred and fifty four; photograph. And dresses. Chris made a quick stop on his way to work, knowing he had something important to hand over to Connor. As he pulled into the parking lot near Connor’s station, he could see his friend already waiting for him, leaning against his car with a look of anticipation. Chris got out of his vehicle, holding a small envelope in his hand. "Connor," Chris greeted, walking over to him. "Chris," Connor replied, his tone serious. "You said you had something for me?" Without another word, Chris handed him the envelope. Connor opened it and pulled out a photograph. It was a clear, candid shot of the Commissioner of Police standing next to Jerry Paul. The two men were deep in conversation, their expressions a mix of familiarity and confidence. It was a picture that spoke volumes. Connor's eyes widened slightly as he studied the photo. "This is… unexpected." Chris nodded, his expression grave. "It’s a subtle warning, Connor. Be carefu
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 155 Ancient blades
Chapter one hundred and fifty five; Ancient blades As Chris sat down to study the first of the two ancient books Sinclair had given him, he felt a sense of anticipation. The book was bound in dark, weathered leather, its edges worn smooth by the passage of time. The cover bore intricate designs—swirling patterns that seemed to shimmer faintly in the light, hinting at the secrets within. The title, written in an ancient script, was barely legible, but Chris could make out the words: ‘Ancient Blades: A Compendium of Historical Swords and Weapons' He opened the book carefully, the pages brittle with age. The first few pages were filled with dense text, written in the same ancient script. As he read, he realized the book was a comprehensive guide to cultivation weapons, there are artifacts imbued with powerful energies that grew stronger with their wielder. These weapons were not merely tools; they were extensions of the cultivator's soul, evolving as their master did, unlocking n
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 156; Aegis; the guardian’s blade
Chapter One hundred and Fifty Six, Aegis; the guardians blade. The second book that Chris opened was slightly smaller than the first, but no less imposing. It was bound in a deep, midnight blue leather, with silver inlays tracing out symbols of protection and power. The title, embossed in a metallic sheen, read 'Enchanted Arms: Mystical and Cursed Weapons Through the Ages.'Although there were a lot of other swords, Chris glanced through them until he came to a page that interested him. It read, ‘The Chronicles of the Sword of Aegis: The Guardian's Blade.’Chris felt a strange sense of familiarity as he turned the cover, as if the book itself held some hidden connection to him. That page of the book was filled with lore, describing the origin of the Sword of Aegis. Forged in the celestial fires of a dying star by the ancient Guardians, the sword was said to be a relic of immense power, designed to protect its wielder and those they swore to defend. Unlike other cultivation weapo
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 157; Disgracing your wife.
Chapter one hundred and fifty seven; Disgracing your wife. The morning sun filtered through the curtains as Chris descended the staircase, heading for the door to start his day. He had his usual calm demeanor, his mind already buzzing with the tasks that awaited him at work. As he reached the bottom of the stairs, however, Eleanor was waiting for him, her arms crossed and a critical look on her face. It was clear from her expression that she had something on her mind, and Chris braced himself for whatever she was about to say. "Chris, we need to talk," Eleanor began, her voice firm but laced with the kind of concern that only a mother could muster. “You cannot keep going out in public dressed like this. It's embarrassing, not just for you, but for Stephnay as well, it’s disgraceful for her.” Chris looked down at his outfit. He was dressed in his a plain button down shirt that he had bought from a convenient store the other day and a pair of slacks that, while comfortable, were f
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 158; shopping for her husband.
Chapter one hundred and fifty nine; shopping for her husband Stephnay stood at the top of the staircase, her hand resting on the polished wooden railing as she listened to her mother's voice echo through the house. Eleanor was berating Chris about his clothes again, particularly urging him to buy something suitable for the upcoming elite barbecue getaway. Stephnay felt a pang of guilt as she realized the truth behind her mother’s words. Chris had used nearly all the money he’d earned from his new job and probably his credit score to buy her designer dresses, and now he might not have enough left to buy anything for himself. Her heart ached at the thought of Chris sacrificing so much for her, especially when it came to something as simple as clothes. She knew how much appearances mattered in their world, and the idea that Chris might be struggling to keep up with those expectations because of her made her feel terrible. She wanted to do something for him, something special. An
The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 159; Her husband’s mannequin
Chapter one hundred and fifty nine; her husband’s mannequin Stephnay’s eyes drifted to the left side of the boutique, and she spotted a young man who seemed to be in his early to late twenties. He had a similar build to Chris—neither too slim nor too bulky, a balanced physique that spoke of strength without excess. The man’s body had a subtle, athletic shape, as if he worked out just enough to maintain a toned appearance without overdoing it. His clothes fit him well, highlighting his broad shoulders and trim waist, much like how Chris’s clothes would fit when he wasn’t in his usual thrifted attire. The main difference between this man and Chris, however, was in their faces. While Chris had a clean-shaven, almost boyish look, this man sported a neatly trimmed beard that added a touch of ruggedness to his features. His facial structure was different too, with a slightly sharper jawline and more angular cheekbones. But in terms of height, build, and general physique, they were st
Latest Chapter
- The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 227; The Scene at the elevator
- The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 226; The Curious Question
- The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 225; Jack Stone’s visit
- The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 224; The Ring again
- The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 223; Contact with robbers
- The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 222; unmasking the shadows
- The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 221; A Halted Audit.
- The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 220; Connor’s revelation
- The Return Of The Lame Son In Law. 219; The Star girl and the intern