Love At The Wrong Table

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After a two–hour trek, Gary eventually guided them to a sizable mountain, at

which point Julian’s endurance had finally given out and he could hardly

move.

The big mountain was encircled by dense woods. Finding people there would

be difficult once they were inside. Even a satellite was unable to locate them.

“We are in this location. Enter now!” Gary declared. When he turned a rock in a

secret location, a wonderful scene appeared.

A stone entrance unexpectedly opened in the mountain in front of them.

Suddenly, all the outsiders discovered that within the thick mountain forest

lay a secret paradise. As they followed Gary through the stone door, their

bewilderment only intensified as there was an artificially built palace inside

the mountain.

“Is this… Is this a hoax?” Ashton found it unbelievable.

Julian and Roselynn had the same thoughts. They believed that only books

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and television series could have such a massive and terrifying undertaking

Naturally, they had never visited the Dark Night Islands, or else they would not

have realized how large this undertaking was.

Gwain and the two individuals behind them were equally taken aback.

Although they were aware of the Zovince Summerton family’s enormous and

potent influence, they had no idea that they would embark on a project of

this magnitude.

“This is Summerton Palace. Hurry up!” Impatient, Gary pushed Julian and t

others into the palace.

Gwain and the other two followed behind, but for a little while they were

unable to keep up. Gary disappeared from view as he guided the others onto

a fork in the path.

“Mr. Gwain, what do we do now?” With a nervous and almost terrified

expression, Wyatt asked.

But Gwain was far more composed and self–assured than Wyatt was, and he

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scornfully declared, “Of course, we follow them and find the representative of

the Summerton family, and retrieve what belongs to our Lannister family!”

They were all three accomplished martial artists. But they lost sight of Ashton

and the others because the palace was so large and intricate, complete with

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As Julian and his friends followed Gary across bridges and mountains, they

marveled at the palace’s many curves. The palace was a real work of art. It

happened both outside and inside the mountains at different periods. Mar

enigmatic constructions would undoubtedly be seen when viewed from the

outside via a satellite, but in actuality, they were all components of the

mountain.

The three of them were escorted to a stone hall after trekking for around two

hours.

“You’re welcome to wait outside. Great Master is sleeping and won’t be able

to meet

you

until tomorrow morning.” Gary gave them instructions and left.

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They were in no rush to see the alleged Great Master because the three of

them were mostly looking for safety there. After walking nonstop, one by one,

they dozed out on the stone benches and were only awakened the following

day by a gentle foot kick.

“Hey, are you all descendants of the Summerton family?” a man in a

servant’s uniform inquired.

With haste, Julian sprang to his feet and said, “My name is Julian Summerton.

This is Roselynn Lowe, my wife, and this is Ashton Summerton, my sister.”

When Roselynn heard him refer to her as his wife for the first time, she felt

conflicted. She did not resist, even though she believed he was fairly weak,

and found him to be quite trustworthy.

“Come in!” An energetic yet elderly voice emerged from the stone hall.

Julian got up immediately, as did the other two, and headed for the stone

gate that was slowly opening.

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They noticed an elderly man with a white bead and eq

they entered the stone hall. His face wos retient red,buks

old. His strength was very apparent

“Are you the descendants of Zoiden Summerton the old room with the white

beard asked, his eyes partly open,

“Indeed! We are his offspring. Are you a summertonterity excess o

talked in a tone that was slightly respectu rather than targty & cxces

Ultimately, he harbored neither animosity nor fondness for the fidden

Summerton family, He thought Teddy’s men had slain his parents, not the

hidden Summerton family,

“No, I’m not,” the elderly man with the white beard said negatively. Then, he

studied him and Ashton for a long moment before grinning a little. You

indeed look like the Summerton family, but it would be better if you spoke

with a little more decency later. The Great Master cherishes seniority and is a

highly serious individual.”