Chapter 541 Tragedy At The Chancer Family

Since it was noon, Xenhall felt scorching hot to Jonathan despite being surrounded by hills and greenery. As he took the trail ahead based on his memory, Jonathan swiftly arrived in Xenhall. A gentle sigh was heard when the sight of the giant elm tree greeted him.

Perhaps only a secluded paradise like Xenhall can escape the calamities of the world. When Josephine and I are older, we must seek out a village like this to live in seclusion. Free of any worries, we will spend our days tilling the land and farming poultry. That would be a wonderful way to live out our elderly years peacefully.

In the midst of fantasizing about his retirement, Jonathan walked toward the center of the village. Despite arriving in a semi-conscious and grievously injured state two years ago, his habit of surveying maps meticulously allowed him to easily recall every single detail about the route.

Upon turning into a winding path, he could finally see the clinic. At that moment, Jonathan straightened his clothes, as he was, after all, going to see his savior. Despite not being dressed in formal wear, he still wanted to maintain a sense of decorum with respect to the occasion.

However, he was slightly stunned when he heard someone wailing in tears. The sound seemed to have originated from the direction of the clinic in his memory.

Hurrying forward, Jonathan was greeted by a familiar sign at the end of the winding path. It read: Xenhall Clinic.

Staring at the huge signboard, Jonathan furrowed his brows, for he had noticed the funeral wreaths that lined up both sides of the entrance and the solemn atmosphere of the scene.

At the same time, a group of more than ten burly men had gathered on the street outside the clinic. Armed with metal batons, they were glaring fiercely in the direction of the clinic.

“D*mn it, what an unlucky day. Until the Chancer family pays up, there’s no way we’ll allow the funeral to proceed. Guys, why don’t we join in and liven the atmosphere?”

No sooner than the group’s leader spoke than two men behind him used lighters to set the funeral wreaths ablaze. In the blink of an eye, the raging fire had spread across all the wreaths due to how flammable they were.

forward to stop them. Meanwhile, at the clinic’s entrance, there was a woman on her knees, groveling in

I’ll definitely pay

“F*ck you!”

finish, the burly man kicked her on the shoulder, sending

has reached four hundred thousand. How is selling your house going to help? That dilapidated house of yours

woman looked up at the

thousand. Hence, how did it balloon into four hundred

filled with greed. “When your dad signed the loan with us, the interest was clearly stated. In fact, we’re being understanding by only collecting four hundred thousand from you. However, if your family refuses to pay, we’ll have no choice but force

moment the topic was mentioned, the burly

the interest, but we’ll also make sure that you enjoy a

burly leader had hardly finished when the rest of his hooligans burst into a loud guffaw, their intentions

the woman had fallen into utter despair. “Today is my father’s funeral, so don’t you cross the line. After forcing him to his death, what more do you want?

up to her feet, turned around, and attempted to smash her head on the coffin. Within the same instant, a figure flashed past and pulled the woman back by

crowd—expecting to see Lynn’s bloodied head—was suddenly surprised by her rescue. Staring at the young man in front of them, the flabbergasted crowd just couldn’t imagine how Jonathan managed to appear out of

vehemently when she was being lifted up, thinking that it was one of the hooligans who had captured

than leave with you.” “Lynn, when did

ran the clinic in the village, he barely helped at all when Jonathan was grievously injured two years ago. After all, it was Jason who was responsible

but essential medical necessities. Even though it was just alcohol and antiseptic,

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