Chapter １１８

Reuben Jones inhaled deeply, imagining how his grandpa would look saying this to the clown.

Reuben Jones asked Wolf King, "Who murdered Grandpa?"

Wolf King shook his head.

Reuben Jones stopped asking. Casually, he inquired. He didn't anticipate to ask the clown anything. The clown didn't lie; he just didn't know.

"Who hurt you, grandpa?" Reuben Jones sighed at Grandpa's grave.

Then he and the clown relocated the grandfather's grave and uttered a few more phrases till the sky was brilliant.

When he reached the mountain's base, the Wolf King replied, "Master Reuben, a man called Abel came to buy your life." Pricey. Can I clean him up?

“Abel?”

Reuben Jones was astonished.

The Wolf King nodded, informed Reuben Jones what occurred, and stated, "Abel hates you." I considered of killinng him then stopped.

“Oh? Why?” Jones was curious.

Wolf King: "Leave this to Master Reuben."

Reuben Jones prayed. He replied, "He's only a tiny shrimp, don't harm him."