Chapter 62

In the luxurious villa’s living room.

A skinny middle-aged man was sitting on the sofa.

He had short grey hair and thick stubble on his face.

When he heard footsteps outside the door, he slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were cloudy but fierce.

Nash looked at the middle-aged man and the man looked into Nash’s eyes.

Their eyes met and Nash was immediately put in his place.

The feeling this man gave him was as if he was standing in front of a God.

He had a confident and domineering aura.

This was the Warden in charge of the millions of soldiers in the Northern Territory while Nash was just a Grim Reaper hiding

in the dark.

Even though he had the power to kill him, he was far behind the Warden in terms of aura.

Nash clasped his hands and said, “Greetings, Warden!”

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“There’s no need for formalities. Please,

nodded and sat on a

and the other two men did not dare

sit too. Just treat me like an ordinary person,

rules…”

after hearing

his phone, and whispered, “Warden,

and said, “Didn’t

bowed and said, “Warden, the Watson family does not care about money. They were the ones

Warden smiled helplessly. “Send

to look at

quickly walked out of the villa and soon brought Harold and the two martial artists in.

why didn’t you tell me

better than

lips and said, “Mr. Watson, how dare you? How is my house worse than yours?”

Bay does not mean that the Zells

dare to let the Warden

villa was used for his own retirement and was worth 28 million dollars. The level of luxury was

“Stop arguing…”

quickly shut their

at the two bodyguards Harold brought, frowned, and

are! Absolutely

Iron Kick

arts. The cleric

practicing martial Thomas King was the one

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