Appalled, Ashton dropped to the ground with a thud.

He had chucked his paper fan to the ground as well, no longer the haughty man he was a few seconds ago.

It wasn’t like he’d continue causing trouble in the face of the Northern Draken Tag!

The tables had turned, and Ashton was now on all fours, kneeling like a tortoise right there and then.

“W-What’s going on?!” The crowd became apprehensive.

Ashton was the Solaris Province’s notorious underworld lord, and those who shared the same power and reputation were only Boss Jarett and the Seven Legends.

However, never had they expected Ashton, who was also commonly known as the Reaper, to kneel to this twenty-year-old man!

In particular, Paige was shaken to the core.

The average citizen might not know the Northern Draken Tag, but she did.

It was her family’s crown jewel and the reason why her family was able to remain standing in the north!

She then recalled how her father, Uncle Gavin, and Aunt Chermaine treated Kingsley with enthusiasm and hints of servile.

No doubt it had something to do with the Northern Draken Tag.

However, she was so livid back then that it didn’t dawn on her until now.

At that, she felt even more shocked that her stern grandfather had given this young man the tag, for it was the ultimate grace and recognition!

At this point, her gaze at Kingsley had turned complicated.

Meanwhile, Kingsley sauntered to Ashton and shoved the Northern Draken Tag at his face. “Take a good look!”

“I’m looking, I’m looking…”

the Northern Draken Tag for himself, and he thought he was going to sh*t his pants.

on the other hand, was

who’d have thought

F*cking hell…

Peter’s expression looked even worse. “Ashton, did you even look closely? Could it be

wasn’t a part of the underworld, he often hung out with people like Ashton. Thus, he had heard a thing or two about this

froze upon

had freaked out the moment he saw the words ‘Nothern Draken’

be,

changed multifold within that

never heard of a fake Northern Draken Tag in

more, who would have

the b*stard’s ride! As if someone like him can really pull out the Northern Draken

facial muscles

Volkswagen Santana got him

Have I really

name?” he asked through gnashed

“Nicholson.”

Ashton was trying to find out if he was

the revelation and thundered, livid with rage, “How dare

truly and

callow and even

dignity had been

cracked his knuckles with a face enveloped in malice. “Just you wait, you motherf*cker. My

With one

Kingsley wasn’t bothered at all,

of the enemies’ elites and artilleries, so why should

voice came from within the crowd. “I’ll prove the

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