CHAPTER 917: CHAPTER 917: DON’T BE AFRAID... BABY, DON’T BE AFRAID

"Jenny Jarvis, you..."

Master Reed couldn’t help but want to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Elias Hawthorne.

Elias Hawthorne had no interest in Mrs. Reed’s thoughts or her unfounded resentment: "Where’s the Voodoo King? Hand over the Voodoo King!"

Hearing Elias Hawthorne’s words, everyone awoke as if from a dream and immediately pressured, "Hand over the Voodoo King!"

Being afflicted by Insect Venom is terrifying, but finding the Voodoo King and drawing out the venomous insects won’t cause much damage.

Moreover, a true Gu Master can even use these tiny venomous insects to enhance themselves. While it might not enhance as much as a Martial Arts Family, extending one’s life is not a difficult task.

Lune pressed the Crescent Blade against Mrs. Reed’s neck, "Hand it over."

"I don’t have the Voodoo King."

"You refuse to hand it over? Fine." Lune swung the blade, slashing at Young Master Reed’s corpse.

Thud—

The sharp blade penetrated the flesh with a dull sound.

"No! Don’t hurt my child! Don’t hurt my child!" Young Master Reed was already dead; the dead feel nothing, but Mrs. Reed’s reaction was extremely intense, as if her son was being tortured alive. Her shrill scream was incredibly piercing, as if it would burst eardrums.

"Hand it over!" Lune was unaffected, his young face growing colder, the blood-stained tip of the blade pointing at Young Master Reed’s neck, "Next time, it’ll be his head."

"No! Don’t!" Mrs. Reed was horrified, begging humbly and pitifully, "Don’t hurt my child!"

But no one paid her any attention.

Everyone who looked at her had cold eyes.

Under those stares, Mrs. Reed shrank back, her disheveled hair and tear-streaked face looking pitiful.

However, her pity and helplessness gained no sympathy from others.

Master Reed did feel heartache, but facing a wife who caused such trouble, he dared not say a word to beg for mercy.

Mrs. Reed’s heart sank to the bottom, filled with utter despair.

Perhaps because she was too despairing, Mrs. Reed gradually calmed down, "Fine, I’ll hand it over."

Mrs. Reed said, pulling out an ancient-looking small box from her bosom, "The Voodoo King is here."

Saying that, she casually threw the box on the ground.

Lune, concerned about Raina North’s condition, unhesitatingly reached out to grab the box. Just as his fingertips were about to touch the box, his wrist went numb, and his arm instinctively recoiled.

"Don’t move! It’s a trap!"

In her urgency, Raina North acted, which caused her entire aura to become chaotic. It was as if an endless flame was burning inside her, her organs scorching, her skin flushing as if about to drip blood.

"Raina!"

Elias Hawthorne immediately rushed over to support Raina North, holding her in his arms.

Lune and Pip Finch, seeing this scene, were also extremely anxious.

Only Mrs. Reed seemed very disappointed, "What a pity."

A pity that Lune wasn’t harmed; otherwise, her son would have had another person to accompany him in the grave.

Yet now, with the Alliance Hierarch of The Celestial Alliance and Emperor Hades from The Hades Clan as company, her son wouldn’t be lonely.

This thought, while it seemed long, was just an instant in her mind. At the same time, Mrs. Reed drew a dagger and, without hesitation, stabbed it into her own heart.

"My lady!" Master Reed shouted in grief, but Mrs. Reed didn’t look at him for even a day.

Exerting her last bit of strength, she crawled to Young Master Reed’s side, spreading her arms to hold her son tightly. Her blood-stained fingers slowly smoothed his hair, "Don’t be afraid... baby, don’t... be afraid..."

The last syllable faded into the air, and Mrs. Reed was already breathless.