Chapter 789 Holy Tiger Has Died

Holy Tiger was marched into the vehicle as the car door opened. After that, Green Dragon raised his head and looked at where Tyr Summers was located on the sixtieth floor. Those who practiced martial arts had good eyesight. The two could clearly see each other’s expressions even with such a great distance between them. Tyr’s lips curled when he noticed the rims of Green Dragon’s eyes were red and tears clear at the corners of his eyes. Then, Green Dragon pulled open a car door and got in. He had to personally send someone he considered his brother to the execution ground. This feeling truly felt like death by a thousand cuts. Tyr was not a sentimental person, but he couldn’t help but think about his friends at the sight of this scene. If there were to be someone from Regal Palace who rebelled, what kind of emotion would Tyr feel then? The room was lined with all kinds of snacks and wine. Instead of being a prison of Six Doors, it was more like a presidential suite. Tyr poured himself a glass of red wine then sat on the couch. The token that signified the Northern Gate Master of Six Doors and the letter were laid out on the coffee table. “Chasing Wind.” Tyr picked up the letter, intending to open it, but thought better of it. The letter was sealed. If he tore it open, would he not be a peeping tom? Who could Chasing Wind be? Tyr did not know who Chasing Wind was but going by Holy Tiger’s reaction, the other party must be a very important person to him. Holy Tiger must be indebted to him. Tyr did not hold any deep grudges against Holy Tiger. He was just returning a favor to Six Doors when he went to Japan to apprehend Holy Tiger. Even if Tyr did not agree to collect him, Six Doors would still have eventually sent more powerful people to have him caught. Holy Tiger’s fate had been sealed from the moment he stole the ton of gold and killed his comrades before fleeing overseas. Since Holy Tiger wanted Tyr to do him a favor before he died, the latter would not refuse. He put the letter away. If he were to run into Chasing Wind one day, he would give the letter to him. Afterward, Tyr picked up the token again and carefully examined it. The token seemed old. There was no doubt that it had been passed down through many generations. It seemed that the position of Gate Master of Six Doors was inherited through a token through the many generations. Tyr gently ran his fingers over the token, helplessness written upon his face. “You really are an old fox. You’ve been planning for this ever since I wandered into your sights. “I don’t know what caught your fancy. Is it my personality or my riches?” It was the first time Tyr felt a deep sense of helplessness. He felt like a marionette being manipulated by everyone with no room to resist. It was impossible to get out when he was neck-deep in a dilemma. Tyr leaned against the couch, took out his phone, and started a video call for Winifred Zea. When it connected, Winifred’s anxious and tense expression was the first thing he saw. “Honey, how are you right now? Did they do anything to you?” Winifred’s eyes were rimmed red. She was incredibly nervous. Tyr smiled faintly. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’m alright.” Having said that, Tyr pointed his camera at his surroundings. “See? I’m in a presidential suite. Six Doors aren’t making things difficult for me.” “But you murdered one of the top brass of Six Doors.” “Don’t worry. That man is wicked beyond redemption. I was only doing away with the scourge. Six Doors won’t penalize me. They would thank me instead.” “Really?” “Yes.” Tyr nodded with conviction. “Take care of Blair and wait for me in Strego City. I’ll be back soon.” “Okay!” After that, Tyr chatted with Winifred and Blair for a while, had some snacks, and went to sleep. Early the next morning, someone knocked on Tyr’s prison cell door. Tyr had long awoken. He was standing in front of the window, nursing a steaming mug of coffee as he watched the bulletproof SUV and the limousine parked downstairs. There was another knock on the door as Tyr turned around and said, “You have the keys. Just come in. Do you need me to open the door for you personally?” Then, the door opened. Green Dragon was on the other side, a bunch of keys in his hand. Green Dragon’s eyes were still bloodshot. It was clear he had not slept at all the night before. “It’s almost time. Come with me to the tribunal.” Green Dragon was not in a good mood today. There were no emotions in his words. “Holy Tiger died?” Tyr queried. “He’s dead.” Green Dragon answered. “He has committed an unpardonable felony. He had to die.” “You’re hurting, aren’t you?” Tyr continued to ask. Green Dragon replied, “Tyr, these aren’t things you should inquire about. You should think about how to deal with those men from the Council of Elders right now.” Tyr smiled and waved the Northern Gate Master’s token before Green Dragon’s eyes, responding with amusement, “Haven’t you guys arranged everything? What else do I have to think about?” “Let’s go.” Green Dragon did not even bother to shackle Tyr, only directly leading him downstairs. Then, they arrived by car at a place that resembled an ancient courthouse. This area was just behind the building and was only a few minute’s drive away. The structure looked antiquated. There were three entryways in the front, each with two black lacquered doors. It added up to six doors. Behind the six doors laid the tribunal, which was similar to a biblical courthouse. There were already a dozen people sitting inside. When he looked in, Tyr noticed Andusk Dragoon, the Grand Elder of the Council of Elders of Six Doors. Andusk Dragoon was resting to attain mental composure at first, but when he noticed Tyr coming his way, his eyes snapped open, and his face clouded over. Andusk was livid as Tyr had killed his son. He couldn’t wait to pluck Tyr’s bones and rupture his tendons. However, Andusk did not have the final say in Six Doors. Everything still needed to be done in accordance with the rules. When Tyr walked into the court hall, he could clearly feel the sullen and oppressive nature within. There were more than ten people present. The vast majority of them were elders from the Council of Elders, and the rest were senior members of various departments within Six Doors. Together, they formed the tribunal dedicated to trying the case of Pendragon’s murder pinned against Tyr. “Green Dragon greets the elders.”