King’s Awakening - Chapter 382
Chapter 382: Chapter 382: Father’s Kindness, Son’s Filial Piety?
Looking at the handcuffs on their hands, Archer Bright and his son were lost in confusion.
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What they didn’t expect was that Jayden, who they considered a martial arts soldier, was now standing respectfully by White Mitchell’s side.
The look on his face suggested deep reverence for White Mitchell.
This reverence wasn’t pretentious, but was heartfelt.
What on earth was going on?
Archer Bright and his son looked at White Mitchell, their eyes heavy with questions.
Facing their bewildered gaze, White Mitchell gave a cold laugh: “Coming to mourn? To block the road? You’re too late.”
Too late?
The words puzzled Archer Bright and his son even more.
At that moment, the people of the Sayon armed forces, escorting Jeremiah Weiden and the twelve flying tigers, slowly emerged from the villa district.
Whoosh!
Seeing this, Archer Bright and his son didn’t hold back a shiver. Their faces lit up like a colorful carousel lamp.
Jeremiah Weiden was arrested, captured by their own military!
This…
For a moment, Archer Bright and his son couldn’t pull themselves out of their shock.
At this moment, they finally understood the meaning of White Mitchell’s previous words.
They were indeed too late. If they had known this, they wouldn’t have come.
With Jeremiah Weiden gone, White Mitchell was not running away from the house; he was preparing to leave after dealing with Jeremiah Weiden.
“Commander Jayden, how should we handle these people?” At that moment, a martial arts soldier couldn’t help but ask.
Commander Jayden?
Upon hearing these three words, Archer Bright and his son shuddered once again.
This was a commander who could seize Jeremiah Weiden.
This meant that he was even higher in rank than Jeremiah Weiden himself!
Thinking of this, Archer Bright and his son looked at each other, more curious about why Jayden, with his high rank and status, was so deferential to White Mitchell.
At this moment, the mood of the father and son was worse than if they had swallowed a rat.
“Please…Commander Jayden, we’re just passing by. We’re not involved. We don’t have any relation with the Weiden family.” Archer Bright hastily defended.
Upon hearing these words, Jayden’s face grew colder. He said dismissively: “Do you think I’m a fool? Take those two back to the martial department for a thorough investigation!”
“Understood!” Two martial arts soldiers replied in unison.
Upon hearing this, Archer Bright and his son felt like they would rather die.
Given their way of doing business, they wouldn’t survive an inquiry. If they were taken into the martial department, getting out would be harder than reaching the sky.
“It was you, dad, who did this, right? You forced me to come to the Weiden family. I didn’t want to come. You forced me!” cried Jacob Bright desperately.
Upon hearing this, Archer Bright immediately got upset: “You little brat, what nonsense are you talking about? When did I…”
“Dad, I am your son, the only heir of the Bright family. Think about it, would I have come here if not for you?” Jacob Bright hastily signaled with his eyes.
At this, Archer Bright finally realized what his son was up to – he was trying to push the blame onto him!
But he was in his prime! If anyone was going to take the blame, it should be Jacob Bright!
Jacob was so young. Even if he served time, he would still be in his thirties when he got out.
If he wouldn’t accept the blame, who would?
With this in mind, Archer Bright’s face darkened considerably. He made a firm decision and said: “You little punk, even trying to lay blame on your old man? You’re being unfilial!”
“It was you who enticed me to come here, and you incessantly pushed me to confront White Mitchell.
If it wasn’t for you, I wouldn’t even know who White Mitchell is, let alone go and cause him trouble. It’s all your doing, you’re the one pulling the strings behind the scenes!
You fell for Snowden Jones’s manipulations and told me to deal with White Mitchell. Dare you deny it?!”
“Dad, you!?” Jacob Bright was momentarily bewildered, he had never imagined that his own father would turn the tables on him.
This was clearly an attempt to push him into a pit of fire!
“Dad, I’m your son, your own flesh and blood. A wolf doesn’t eat its cubs!” Jacob Bright wailed.
Archer Bright glared at him impatiently, ignoring his wail, and turned to face White Mitchell: “White Mitchell, Mr. Mitchell, my ancestor Mitchell, you must understand, I’m a victim in all of this.
In the past, it was my unfilial son who persuaded me to do those things, even today’s visit to the Weiden Family’s funeral and the blockade, it was all his orchestration.
It had nothing to do with me, nothing at all!”
Hearing Archer Bright continuously implicating him, Jacob Bright quickly became panicked, clenching his teeth he steeled himself and told White Mitchell: “It’s true, I incited him in the past.
But the decision to mourn for the Weiden Family and the blockade was all Archer Bright’s doing, everyone here can testify to that.”
After saying these words, Jacob Bright turned to Archer Bright with a harsh glare, and said: “Dad, if you’re going to be unkind to me, then don’t blame me for being unrighteous to you.
You want me to go to prison for you while you enjoy your freedom outside?
You wish!”
Upon hearing these words, Archer Bright immediately lost his composure and lashed out: “Unfilial son! I really regret not having discarded you at birth!
Our family is truly unlucky!!”
Watching the father-son pair blaming each other, their dialogue resembling a comedic performance, Kylin, who stood behind White Mitchell, couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Having undergone professional training, he normally suppressed his laughter, but not this time.
“So this is the popular saying about paternal love and filial respect. I’ve learned something new today,” Kylin said with a smile.
At this moment, White Mitchell glanced expressionlessly at Jayden and said: “Handle this situation for me, I’m in a hurry. Clear the way.”
“Yes, yes.” Upon hearing this, Jayden quickly dismissed his theatrics and ordered his subordinates to clear the road.
Before long, the chaotic scene was cleaned up, and White Mitchell, seeing this, immediately got into his vehicle and drove away from the villa district.
…
On the other hand, Will Jones, who had been planning to get the news of White Mitchell’s death as soon as possible, had been waiting outside the Weiden Family villa district. He was closely watching every passing vehicle and its passengers.
Suddenly, a familiar vehicle came into view.
A hardtop!
It was White Mitchell’s domestic vehicle!
Will Jones instantly amped up his attention and focused on the hardtop.
But what he saw next made him instantly furrow his brows deep.
White Mitchell was not dead!
White Mitchell was sitting well in the passenger seat!
The Weiden Family had failed!!!
His face turned ashen as if he had swallowed mud. Will Jones threw a punch out of frustration at the lamp post beside him.
But he was no martial expert like White Mitchell. The punch sent him howling out in pain unexpectedly.
Still struggling to catch his breath, he saw White Mitchell’s vehicle disappearing from his sight.
Looking at the tail light of White Mitchell’s car, Will Jones frantically pulled out his phone: “Mom! We are in deep trouble! White Mitchell is not dead! He has left the Weiden Family alive!!!”
