Mr Wood The Legend novel Chapter 16

"The literal meaning. What a stupid question." Yank smiled sarcastically.

His words made the other servants of the Browns dissatisfied. Today was the funeral of their master's family, how arrogant this guy was. They looked at Yank angrily and wished to tear him to pieces on the spot.

Just as the situation was tense and out of control.

"What is the matter?"

Luke, dressed in mourning clothes, came out with an angry face. "Don't these servants know that today is the funeral of the Browns? Are they trying to rebel?"

But when he saw Lucy and Yank, his face suddenly became a little gloomy.

Especially when he saw the smiling Yank, he felt angrier and wished he could kill Yank.

Although he didn't find out who had destroyed the whole Browns, to his intuition, Yank, the only one who had a grudge against him recently, was definitely involved in this matter.

But now the situation was different from the past. He was no longer the young master of the Browns, who was full of glory. Now his most important task was to reunite the incomplete Browns together and take revenge on Yank.

After making up his mind, he forced a smile and walked up to Lucy. "Lucy, you're here. My men are not polite and talk nonsense. Don't take it to heart."

After that, he shot warning glances at the man who had spoken before.

Looking at Luck, the man was a little stunned for his aura field as strong as Carson's.

Then Luke looked at Yank. Their eyes met, and soon Luke lowered his gaze. He was very surprised and curious about Yank. He didn't know why he felt so suffocated just because of his gaze?

It seemed that he was looking at Death!

"Come in with me!" Luke said indifferently.

Yank was not angry with Luke's arrogance. He was not as cruel as Austin. Today was the funeral of Luke's family. He did not want to make a big fuss. Moreover, Luke had done his best.

After Luke gave his word, although the servants of the Browns were a little indignant, they finally made way for Lucy and Yank to go in.

When he passed by the man who had framed him before, Yank leaned over to his ear and whispered, "Ask Austin to be mercy. After all, today is their funeral of them. Using the funeral to make a fuss, is he a devil?"

The man looked nervous, but he pretended to be innocent and said, "I don't understand what you are talking about. Don't go too far."

Yank grinned and did not say anything. He quickly caught up with Lucy.

Entering the main hall, Carson's black-and-white portrait was placed in the middle, surrounded by dozens of relatively smaller portraits. Every dead was the backbone of the Browns.

Feeling a little nervous, Lucy couldn't help but tremble unconsciously. The next second, she felt a warm hand hold her hand, it's Yank's.

She was stunned and instinctively wanted to pull her hand back, but she was surprised to find that her heart miraculously calmed down after being held by Yank. She felt infinite peace.

"Honey, don't be afraid, I'm here!" Yank smiled and signaled Lucy to relax.