All Chapters of Living With My Lady Boss: Chapter 2761 - Chapter 2770

"Is that so? Why did you say that Wilbur killed my brother, then?" "I…" Conrad fell to the ground. "I thought that Mister Dalton had trapped Wilbur with the ice walls, and Wilbur's death was inevitable. That's why I left first. After that, I heard that Felix was back in Buck Town. I was shocked because he's Wilbur's servant and would never continue to live if Wilbur really died in battle. But it seems like… Felix is still alive, so Wilbur has to be alive as well. Wilbur and Mister Dalton hated each other. They wanted nothing more than to kill each other. I figured that since Wilbur was still alive, Mister Dalton must have been killed by him." Hadirt raised an eyebrow, and Conrad was sent flying over ten meters before crashing onto the ground as Hadirt roared, "Do you take me as a fool, Conrad?" Hadirt was far more powerful than Edmund, and Conrad scrambled to his feet before falling to his knees. "I know I didn't handle this the best, Lord Hadirt… but think about it…" Conrad

Hadirt had given Edmund three days, but two days had passed, and nothing had come up. A murderous aura lingered in the air in Buck Town. In fact, half of the town's insulation system had been suspended, effectively cutting off the heating for the western part of town. The streets were frozen over, and the cultivators were all bundled up. Nobody looked each other in the eye, as if they were trying to hide from something. "This f*cking weather!" "There's going to be a massacre in Buck Town if we don't find Dalton soon. All the cultivators will be dead." "F*ck, why don't we just go into the square and take the portal out of here, then? We can live in another town and come back once things are back to normal here, instead of spending our days in fear." "What do you think, brothers?" The small group of men looked at each other. They had been a group that relied on hunting and helping some cultivators with their personal vengeance to make their money. Their leader had improved

Among those eight survivors, some stayed in the upper dimensions, while the others headed to the middle and lower dimensions. However, the universe was a vast expanse with endless dimensions. Each dimension was a world of its own, and new cultivators were born in those worlds every day. Thus, it would be practically impossible to find those eight cultivators. However, dimensional guardians were said to be able to go wherever they wanted with just a thought. That made killing the eight survivors much easier, yet that somehow never happened. Locke felt like Wilbur had most likely gotten his hands on the dimension treasures belonging to one of the eight survivors, which meant that the original owner had likely passed on. Locke emptied the contents of his glass in one go, overwhelmed with emotion. Wilbur had somehow been lucky enough to inherit one of the eight survivors' dimension treasures. Locke had worked hard too, living humbly in Buck Town for two thousand years until he fina

"Yes, sir. Can I know what my mission is?" "Let me congratulate you first, Bryce. I'm not sending you to Buck Town on a mission, but you're going to be the new City Lord of Buck Town. Yes, you're going to participate in the Ruler's Alliance meetings with me in no time." "What?" Bryce fell to the ground on his knees. "Sir, I've never had any intentions of surpassing you as City Lord. Please give me a chance to prove myself, Lord George…" Bryce prostrated himself repeatedly, and George walked up to him to stop him before pulling him to his feet. "You're the man I trust the most, Bryce. You're going to be the City Lord of Buck Town because of a change in the system. Don't be so worried." "Let me ask you this: how are you going to thank me once you really become the City Lord of Buck Town?" "I…" Bryce gritted his teeth. "I would be loyal to you, Lord George, and no one else. I'll do everything and anything you want me to do without a single complaint." "Good. Now remember t

Hadirt gritted his teeth. The energy aura on his body surged out and turned into a black defensive shield. Following that, he channeled all the energy in his body into the defensive shield as it spread out to cover a four-hundred-meter radius around him, making every rock on the ground quake in its wake. Edmund closed his eyes at the sight and took a deep breath. It was too late for anything now. He only had one Power Elixir Drop, which he used earlier. Edmund had thought that the battle would be over if he managed to take Hadirt down in ten minutes while not giving Hadirt the chance to take the Power Elixir Drop, making Edmund an instant legend among the nine towns. But now, everything has changed. Hadirt was not going to die, and all of Edmund's plans and hard work would have been for nothing. No one would be able to stop Hadirt, and Buck Town was going to be razed to the ground along with all the cultivators there. As the City Lord of Buck Town, the thought of a complete mas