The Pinnacle of Life Chapter 1380

“You’re not, really,” replied Alex. “Your current state is weak. If I’m not mistaken, you have pushed yourself to achieve Martial Honor, hence this is all just an illusion. In reality, if you’ve done so, you would be simply destroying any chance of actually achieving Martial Honor. Normally, it wouldn‘t be possible to achieve that now.” Geronimo was stunned. He that his current state really was an illusion. After Alex had provoked the Zimmers, Lexia found out that Quentin was using everything at his disposal to force Alex’s trial. Hence, after much consideration, she found ways to inform Geronimo, who had locked himself up for training. Just as Geronimo realized that they found his daughter, along with a new grandchild, he couldn’t handle the fact that someone was trying to bully his family. Hence, he took to the extreme since his training was stagnant, using a secret method to activate his blood energy, and pushing himself to achieve Martial Honor. Geronimo replied. “So what if I can’t improve my rank? It’s not a big deal. I’m one step closer to my grave anyway. I don’t have much time left.” Alex shook his head again. “As long as you treat my mother right and give her what you’ve owed her for the past forty years, I could certainly help you live another twenty years. And if you‘ re lucky, you could even live longer! I also know you can’t achieve Martial Honor alone, but I can help you with that.” Yet again, Geronimo was filled with disbelief. *** The next day, Alex and his family headed to Long Beach to visit Yvonne’s grave. Geronimo, the warlord, plastered a stern expression on his face the whole trip down to the graveyard. His eyes were filled with infinite sadness and yearning. Lexia had told them that Yvonne used to be the woman Geronimo loved most in the entire world. It seemed that she wasn’t exaggerating one bit. At that time, however, Yvonne’s grave was surrounded by a large group of men in black. With around two hundred graves in total, the cemetery wasn’t all that big. Yet, thirty bodyguards were blocking all the entrances. They wouldn’t even let anyone else visit their families’ graves. In the office of the cemetery management were Ruby and Bennett. Beside them were two young maids as well. At first, the office was no different from a guardho use, but everything had changed since they arrived. Not only had they installed air conditioners, but a large television now stood in the middle of the room, along with a large bed with memory foam mattresses and two luxurious massage chairs. It appeared to have been refurbished into a luxurious hotel room. Alex had explicitly told them to kneel before Yvonne’s grave to repent, but the two had only come here to enjoy life. “Ah, I think the itch is going to take effect again. Merilyn, quick. Tie us up and give us a dose!” Bennett said to his maid as he checked the time on the massage chair. “Yes, sir!” The two maids immediately started serving Ruby and Bennett accordingly. This parasitic worm had tortured the two for days. Hence there were scratches all over their body. Some parts had even gotten infected and produced pus. Ointment had to be applied every single day. They had never suffered this much, and that was why they wished they could curse Alex’s entire bloodline. They tried looking for a cure, searching for doctors and experts who might be able to help, yet none of them could. The only way they would lessen the effects was to take a dose of a specific poison. Five minutes later, the parasitic worm started to take effect on them again. Ruby and Bennett’s limbs were tied up on the massage chair, still getting a massage as they struggled. Their expressions were twisted as they yelled hysterically, cursing, “Alex, you f*cking bastard! You should rot in hell! I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you!” “And Brianna, you little b*tch! Just you wait! If I can poison you once, I can poison you a hundred times!” “You too, Yvonne! You old hag! You short living, good-for-nothing b*tch! I will dig your bones out and mix them into cement! So you will forever be stepped on! You’ll always be under everyone!” Just as they continued to curse, someone pushed the office doors open and walked in. The person looked cold, seemingly filled with murderous intent. It was Geronimo!