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…”

Draken Tag for himself, and he thought he was going to sh*t his

other hand, was livid when he saw Ashton’s

expected the man to stick up for him, but who’d have thought he’d immediately kneel when Kingsley pulled out

F*cking hell…

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

hung out with people like Ashton. Thus, he had heard a thing or two about this Northern Draken

upon hearing

out the moment he saw the words ‘Nothern

can’t be,

multifold within that

fake Northern Draken Tag in all his years in the

who would have the

As

muscles

Volkswagen Santana got him

Have I really been

he asked through gnashed

“Nicholson.”

was trying to find out if

revelation and thundered, livid with rage, “How dare you f*cking lie to me using a fake?! I’m

and utterly pissed

had been duped by a callow and even kneeled before him in

had been

enveloped in malice. “Just you

across Solaris Province. With one call, his lackeys nearby would instantly

wasn’t bothered at all, still

artilleries, so why should

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

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