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 pants. At that point, he was already drenched in cold sweat, thinking if he should beg Kingsley for

other hand, was livid when he saw Ashton’s

him, but who’d have thought he’d immediately kneel when

F*cking hell…

you

like Ashton. Thus, he

froze upon

the words ‘Nothern Draken’ that he never even stopped to verify

be,

multifold within that

Northern Draken Tag in all his

more, who would have the balls

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

muscles

Volkswagen Santana got him wanting to

I

he asked

“Nicholson.”

was trying to find out if he was

shot right up to his feet at the revelation and thundered, livid with rage, “How dare you f*cking lie to me using a fake?! I’m going to

and utterly pissed

Solaris Province, had been duped by a callow

had been

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

across Solaris Province. With one call, his

at all, still looking

was ever-victorious in the face of the enemies’ elites and artilleries, so why should he be afraid of

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

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