Chapter 1844: Entrusted by Someone Chapter 1844: Entrusted by Someone Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation “Mr.

Felton, I’ve taken the Soul Returning Fruit to save someone.” “If you let me take the Soul Returning Fruit today, I will agree to any request you make in the future!” Connor knew that he was not Draco’s match, so he was not going to turn hostile either.

“I only have one request now, and that is to hand over the Soul Returning Fruit in your hand!” Draco said lightly.

“Then, what if I don’t hand it over?” Connor gritted his teeth and asked.

“Mr.

McDonald, if you are unwilling to hand over the Soul Returning Fruit, then I have no choice but to take it from youaEUR|” After saying that, Draco released the aura in his body.

In an instant, the wind around Draco’s body howled, and waves of powerful energy fluctuations flew in all directions.

It was very obvious that Draco was deliberately intimidating Connor.

At this time, Connor knew that Draco was actually waiting to reap the benefits.

The news of the Soul Returning Fruit had long spread in Comtar, so many martial artists could not resist the temptation of the Soul Returning Fruit and entered this Crimson Peak.

However, they didn’t know that the news was released by the Felton family.

The purpose of the Felton family releasing this news was to attract martial artists to come and look for the Soul Returning Fruit.

But in the end, no matter who found the Soul Returning Fruit, Draco would take it away.

This way, the Felton family could save most of their manpower and resources to find the Soul Returning Fruit.

“…” Connor looked at Draco with a nervous expression.

At this moment, Connor did not know what to do.

If they were to fight, Connor’s chances of winning were almost zero.

But if he didn’t fight, then Connor would have to hand over the Soul Returning Fruit.

The Soul Returning Fruit was the key to saving Freya Phillips.

Connor was naturally unwilling to hand over the Soul Returning Fruit that he had painstakingly found just like that.

“Mr.

Felton, is there no room for negotiation?

You should know what kind of person I am.

Whether it’s money or all kinds of rare treasures, as long as you tell me, I will think of a way to fulfill your requests, but I can’t give you this Soul Returning Fruit!” Connor tried his best to humble himself before Draco and whispered to Draco.

“Mr.

McDonald, of course I know who you are.

In fact, I don’t want to be your enemy.

However, I was entrusted by someone this time, so I only want the Soul Returning Fruit.” Draco replied indifferently.

“What do you mean by entrusted?” Connor asked in confusion.

“Actually, this is all your own doing, Mr.

McDonald!” Draco sighed softly.

“What do you mean?” Connor frowned and asked.

“Some time ago, you beat Beau Collier’s grandson, Cielo Collier, into a cripple.

In order to help his grandson recover, Beau Collier specially asked me to help him find the Soul Returning Fruit in the Crimson Peak to refine the Soul Returning Pill.

Beau Collier was kind to the Felton family back then.

In addition, Beau Collier is stronger than I am, so I do not dare to offend him easily, so I agreed.

If I were to let you take the fruit with you, the Felton family will be the one sufferingaEUR|” Draco looked at Connor and explained.

When Connor heard Draco’s words, he was instantly stunned.

Only at this moment did he realize what was going on.

It turned out that he was not the only one looking for the Soul Returning Fruit.

The Collier family was also looking for the Soul Returning Fruit.

Thinking of this, Connor began to blame himself again, because all of this was actually because of Connor’s impulse.

If Connor hadn’t broken Cielo’s arms and legs at York Airport, none of this would have happened.

“Mr.

McDonald, I know what situation you are in.

I can only say that all of this is a karma cycle, so you should hand over the Soul Returning Fruit.

As long as you hand over the Soul Returning Fruit, I won’t make things difficult for you!” Draco looked at Connor as he said that.

Connor hesitated for a couple of seconds then said in a low voice, “If you want the Soul Returning Fruit, you can have it, but you have to kill me first!” “Mr.

McDonald, do you think I won’t dare to kill you?” Draco’s expression changed as he asked Connor in a low voice.

“…” Connor looked at Draco without saying anything.

This was because Connor had originally considered giving the Soul Returning Fruit to Draco first.

After all, he was really not Draco’s match.

Continuing to persist would only lead to death.

If he gave the Soul Returning Fruit to Draco first, he could think of a way to take it back from Draco after that.

However, the person who really wanted the Soul Returning Fruit was not Draco, but Beau.

If Connor handed over the Soul Returning Fruit, Freya might really die.

Therefore, Connor had already made up his mind that he could not hand over the Soul Returning Fruit no matter what.

“Mr.

McDonald, are you still unwilling to hand over the Soul Returning Fruit?” Draco took a step forward and asked Connor softly.

“Kill me first if you want the Soul Returning Fruit!” Connor replied in a low voice.

“Stubborn!” Draco could not help but shake his head and sigh softly.

Then, he rushed toward Connor.

A strange look flitted across Connor’s face.

Then, he gritted his teeth and rushed toward Draco.

“Is he crazy?

He actually wants to fight with an ancient martial arts grandmaster?” When Marcel saw this scene, he was in disbelief.

There was an insurmountable gap between a black rank and an ancient grandmaster.

Normal martial artists, even if they were a bit lacking in talent, as long as they worked hard enough, could break through to black rank one day.

However, it was different for ancient martial arts grandmasters.

Some people were destined from birth to never become an ancient martial arts grandmaster.

This was because if a martial artist wanted to break through to the realm of ancient martial arts grandmaster, not only did it require diligence, but it also required extraordinary talent.

Nothing could make up for the difference between a grandmaster and a black rank.

“He is really crazy!” Kian could not help but shake his head and sigh.

RumbleaEUR| At this moment, Connor’s fist and Draco’s fist collided fiercely.

In an instant, it was as if the entire Crimson Peak was trembling.

Draco stood still, while Connor was sent flying.

He only stopped after smashing seven or eight trees in the air.

“Cough coughaEUR|” After Connor stabilized himself, he coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

“He is really strongaEUR|” “Yeah, maybe this is the difference between us and the ancient martial arts grandmasters!” Levi and Marcel sighed softly.