Three minutes later, the group of people left the underground casino.

The Red Killer’s mouth was wide opened, her eyes full of disbelief as she stared at Zeke.

I can’t believe this young man is actually their grandmaster...

He’s already a grandmaster of the Necromancer Assassin Organization at such a young age. Just who on earth is he? And how capable is he really?

She trembled upon thinking about that.

In the hardware store’s lobby, the old man who had fainted after Hadley Murphy beat him up was finally awake. He was smoking a cigarette while he watched the drama unfold.

When the old man noticed that Zeke was waiting for someone, he quickly stood up straight.

This surprised Hadley.

The slash she made earlier had made the old man pass out for at least two minutes.

But now the old man looked wide awake, and he looked like he wasn’t experiencing any pain. He even looked much better than before.

Hadley guessed that the old man must not be an ordinary man, at least, his physical fitness was different from normal people.

Zeke casually threw a gold plaque at the old man and said, “Not bad, Mr. Winston. Keep up the good work.”

The old man teared up when he saw the gold plaque.

It was a military medal with ‘first-class merit’ written on it.

He had been in the military for dozens of years and was about to retire. The old man didn’t think that he was able to get the first-class merit right before retiring.


What’s more, the Great Marshal had given it to me personally. What an honor!

But Brandon felt guilty for receiving it.

I’ve only been standing guard here for a few days. I don’t deserve this...

Brandon walked towards Zeke and saluted, “Mr. Williams, this first-class merit... I don’t deserve it...”

Zeke patted Brandon’s shoulder and said, “Don’t sell yourself short. You deserve this first-class merit. You have helped uncover the black sheep for me and saved the people and the army from huge losses.”

The black sheep Zeke was talking about was the Secretary of the Municipal Political and Legal Committee, Harvey Hoffman.

“Really?” Brandon smiled earnestly.

Both Hadley and the Killer were shocked.

I can’t believe the grandmaster has the right to give out military medals. And a first-class merit at that!

The grandmaster is someone from the military; his rank must be quite high to be able to do that!

He’s a supreme being!

......

Back at Fleeting Year Karaoke, Lacey Hinton was feeling restless.

It’s already been half an hour. Why isn’t Zeke back yet?

Did he somehow fall into the toilet? Or did something happen to him?

After thinking about it over and over again, Lacey decided to go look for him.

But Emily Clemons stopped her and asked, “Lacey, where are you going?”

“Zeke said he’s going to the toilet. But it’s been half an hour and he’s still not back. I’m going to take a look,” answered Lacey.

Emily smiled, “Don’t worry. I called him earlier. He said he has diarrhea, but he’ll be right back.”

“Really?” asked Lacey skeptically.

“Of course,” answered Emily.

Lacey had a thoughtful look on her face, but she finally sat down.

Emily poured wine into their cups and said, “Come on, drink up.”

Meantime, about ten private cars stopped in front of the karaoke bar.

These private cars were from the military and also from the municipal.

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

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