louisehourcade Chapter 249: A Promise Worth More Than Life
Chapter 249: A Promise Worth More Than Life
A Promise Worth More Than Life
Smith’s face turned dark.
He hadn’t expected Yana to dare to go against him, and he spoke harshly.
"Presumptuous, what do you mean by this? I’m doing this for the Tyson family’s good."
The entire reception hall fell silent.
The words struck like a hammer.
Many Tyson Family members instinctively lowered their heads.
Even some of the guests from other Old Martial Arts households felt a chill run down their spines.
After all, Elder Smith wasn’t merely an elder.
He represented Voidspring Mountain.
His words carried the weight of one of the strongest Old Martial Arts forces in the Farlands.
Yet Yana Tyson showed no intention of retreating.
Her beautiful orange eyes remained fixed on Elder Smith.
Her back stood straight.
Not a trace of fear could be seen on her face.
"If you still recognize your identity as a disciple of Voidspring Mountain, follow my orders, or from today on, Voidspring Mountain will have nothing to do with the Tyson Family!"
The threat exploded through the hall.
Several Tyson Family elders immediately turned pale.
A few younger disciples looked at each other anxiously.
Voidspring Mountain had protected the Tyson Family for many years.
Without that backing, countless problems would follow.
Yana’s fingers tightened.
Yet her expression never changed.
Nearby, Julian D’Aurelius calmly sat in his chair while slowly swirling the tea inside his cup.
His golden eyes watched everything unfold.
[Tsk tsk, this old dog is truly ruthless.]
[Isn’t it just for a two billion Euro benefit fee? Is it worth it?]
[A poor wretch who’s never seen the world, coming to Valemont to beg, is that it?]
Julian clicked his tongue in his heart.
The words immediately entered the ears of Cherry.
The silver-pink-haired beauty almost blinked in surprise.
Again.
That strange voice.
And once again, nobody else reacted.
It was as if she alone could hear the thoughts hidden beneath Julian’s calm expression.
Cherry glanced toward Elder Smith.
Then toward Julian.
A strange look appeared in her beautiful green eyes.
She still didn’t understand how this was happening.
But she was beginning to trust the voice.
After all, everything it had said so far seemed to be coming true.
Meanwhile, Julian quietly observed Yana.
Despite the enormous pressure surrounding her, the girl still chose to stand her ground.
That alone earned his respect.
However, Yana’s insistence on helping him moved Julian.
Once he gathered the materials and refined the Nine Way Cleansing Elixir, he should give her a couple as a token of appreciation.
A person who risked everything to keep her promise deserved to be rewarded.
Especially in a world where loyalty had become so rare.
Elder Smith’s outburst caused the Tyson Family to panic a bit.
Whispers immediately spread among the gathered relatives.
"What do we do now?"
"If Voidspring Mountain abandons us, we’re finished."
"Can we really oppose a Gold Realm expert?"
"Maybe neutrality is the best option."
Fear.
Concern.
Hesitation.
All sorts of emotions surfaced.
If Voidspring Mountain didn’t help, what would they use to counter Steffan?
Several elders quickly stood up.
Trying to ease the situation.
"Yana girl, don’t be impulsive."
An elderly Tyson Family elder sighed heavily.
"You’ve always been smart. Think carefully."
Another elder nodded repeatedly.
"Quickly apologize to Elder Smith."
"There’s still time."
"Elder Smith has always treated you well."
"Elder Smith, please don’t take it to heart, this girl is young and ignorant, please be lenient."
Several elders of the Tyson Family spoke up.
Their voices carried anxiety.
Not anger.
Anxiety.
Because they genuinely feared what would happen if Voidspring Mountain severed ties.
After all, Voidspring Mountain had already helped the Tyson Family by making the other party back down a step.
How could they dare to ask Voidspring Mountain for more help?
Even some guests secretly nodded.
From a practical perspective, the elders weren’t wrong.
Why provoke a terrifying Gold Realm monster?
Why offend Voidspring Mountain?
Yet some things couldn’t be measured by gain and loss alone.
Wren Tyson sat quietly in his wheelchair.
His expression looked more exhausted than anyone else’s.
His fingers slowly tightened against the armrest.
He opened his mouth.
Then closed it again.
Wren Tyson opened his mouth but couldn’t say anything, his expression pained.
As the head of the family, he bore the responsibility of the family’s rise and fall.
Every decision affected hundreds of people.
One mistake could destroy generations of effort.
His gratitude toward Julian was genuine.
His promise was genuine.
But so was his responsibility.
The burden pressed heavily on his shoulders.
Across the hall, Steffan silently watched everything unfold.
A faint smile appeared in his eyes.
This was exactly what he wanted.
Division.
Fear.
Pressure.
People often defeated themselves before an enemy ever needed to act.
But just as everyone thought Yana would finally yield—
She stepped forward.
One step.
Then another.
Her voice rang clearly throughout the hall.
"I won’t apologize. Today’s matter is my personal action and has nothing to do with the Tyson Family."
Her words stunned everyone.
Several Tyson Family members froze.
Even Elder Smith looked surprised.
Yana continued.
Her orange eyes burned with conviction.
"I, Yana Tyson, will do what I promised!"
The hall became completely silent.
Even the wind outside seemed to stop.
Many people stared at her in disbelief.
A woman standing against her sect.
Against a Gold Realm expert.
Against pressure from every direction.
Simply because she had given her word.
Julian’s expression softened slightly.
Not many people still lived by such principles.
If a man can keep his word, so can a woman!
The Tyson Family members were almost infuriated.
Some were shocked.
Some were angry.
Some looked helpless.
"This girl..."
One elder nearly stumbled back into his chair.
"What kind of medicine did she take?"
Another elder looked ready to cough blood.
Was it worth falling out with Voidspring Mountain for a kid surnamed D’Aurelius?
To them, the answer seemed obvious.
No.
Absolutely not.
Yet Yana never even looked back.
Her decision had already been made.
Cherry quietly watched from the side.
For some reason, admiration appeared in her eyes.
Perhaps because she understood what kind of courage that required.
Perhaps because she saw sincerity.
Or perhaps because...
The strange voice in her head seemed to approve.
[Not bad.]
[Really not bad.]
[People who keep their promises deserve respect.]
Cherry lowered her eyes.
A faint smile appeared on her lips.
Meanwhile, Elder Smith’s patience finally ran out.
Smith’s face darkened.
The elder’s eyes turned cold.
His dignity had been challenged in front of everyone.
He pointed at Yana Tyson and then looked at Steffan.
"Mr. Steffan, you’ve heard her. If she wants to intervene, do as you see fit."
The words immediately sent a chill through the hall.
Many people inhaled sharply.
Several guests felt cold sweat forming on their backs.
With this statement.
The Old Martial Arts forces in Valemont felt a chill in their hearts.
They initially thought the Tyson Family’s backing would help settle this Steffan monster.
Unexpectedly, they were actually helping Steffan.
Their hopes instantly collapsed.
In this case, even if the Tyson Family could get through this.
What about them?
Voidspring Mountain wouldn’t speak on their behalf.
The realization made many people’s expressions ugly.
Steffan, however, seemed quite satisfied.
Everything was moving exactly as planned.
He slowly glanced toward Yana.
A trace of appreciation flashed through his eyes.
Such beauty.
Such talent.
Such spirit.
Even he couldn’t help feeling tempted.
"I still say the same, if the Tyson Family doesn’t interfere, I won’t act against them. Miss Tyson need not bring trouble upon herself."
Steffan wasn’t eager to act against the Tyson Family.
The Tyson Family had been operating in Valemont for many years.
Their influence spread throughout the region.
If he could make them submit, taking over the Old Martial Arts forces in Valemont would be a breeze.
Such a good pawn, he didn’t plan to waste it casually.
Moreover, Yana Tyson was an exceptional beauty.
He was tempted as well by her beauty.
His gaze lingered on her briefly before shifting away.
Then his attention finally settled on Julian.
The real target.
The person who had ruined multiple plans.
The person connected to Lucas and Evan’s failures.
The person who continued sitting there calmly as though none of this concerned him.
Steffan’s eyes became colder.
His aura slowly spread outward.
A crushing pressure filled the room.
Several Silver Realm experts immediately felt their breathing become difficult.
The distance between them slowly shortened.
One step.
Two steps.
Three steps.
Each footstep sounded heavy.
Like a war drum before battle.
So he walked towards Julian with a murderous aura, clenching his fists, and spoke coldly.
"Isn’t it time to settle the score between you and my Obsidian Wing organization today?"