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…”

was going to sh*t his pants. At that point, he was already drenched in cold sweat,

was livid when he saw

but who’d have thought he’d immediately kneel when Kingsley pulled out this

F*cking hell…

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.

upon hearing Peter’s

moment he saw the words ‘Nothern Draken’ that he never even

be, can

multifold within that

heard of a fake Northern Draken Tag

was more, who would have the

Volkswagen Santana there? That’s the b*stard’s ride! As if someone like him

facial muscles

ancient Volkswagen Santana got him wanting to

Have I

your name?” he asked

“Nicholson.”

was trying to find out

to his feet at the revelation and thundered, livid

was truly and utterly pissed right

a callow and even

dignity had been

Ashton cracked his knuckles with a face enveloped in malice. “Just you wait,

were spread all across Solaris Province. With one call, his lackeys nearby

wasn’t bothered at

the enemies’ elites and artilleries, so why should he be afraid

voice came from within the crowd. “I’ll prove the authenticity of this Northern Draken

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