A Warrior Undefeatable novel Chapter 36

“All right. I'll have my men take good care of the trees. Also, with regards to the spiritual brush and cinnabar rosary, I'll help you find them too. I happen to know Abbot Erasmus of Lagrange Monastery very well and will get him to help,” Walter offered.

“Thank you, Mr. Grange!” Jared nodded. “It's getting late, so I'll have to take my leave.”

After checking his watch, Jared realized it was almost noon and time for him to go home for lunch.

“Mr. Chance, if you don't mind, why don't you have lunch here? I'll get someone to prepare it right away,” Walter nervously invited.

Considering Walter's utmost admiration for Jared, he wanted to ingratiate himself at every available opportunity.

Looking at Walter, Jared nodded in agreement. “I hope I'm not imposing.” “Not at all, not at all.” Elated at Jared's response, Walter ordered his servants to prepare the food immediately.

Meanwhile, at Horington Hospital, Leyton's arm had been wrapped up in a sling while Sandy stayed by his side.

“Damn that Jared! Once I've recovered, I'll definitely kill him,” Leyton bellowed out of frustration.

Jared had broken his arm, threw his wedding into chaos, and turned the Scott family into Horington's laughingstock. Consequently, there was no way Leyton would take all that lying down.

“Ley, don't be angry. I ordered Warrick to teach Jared a lesson by hiring professional fighters this time. He'll definitely have Jared beaten to a pulp,” Sandy remarked while peeling an orange.

“If the Sullivan family hadn't gotten in the way, Jared would have been dead!” A cold glint flashed in Leyton's eyes.

Gritting his teeth, he grabbed the orange Sandy had peeled and threw it into his mouth.

Right at that moment, Sandy's phone rang. After answering it, her expression drastically changed before she ended the call at once.

“Who was it?” Leyton asked.

“It was Warrick. He said that they were beaten up by Jared. Not just that, but his arm was also broken!” Sandy frowned. “What in the world did Jared learn during his three years in prison? How did he become such a good fighter?”

“They're nothing but useless scum, especially your classmate. F*ck it, looks like I need to do it myself!”