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!”

1

“There’s no need for formalities. Please,

and sat on a

men did

hand and said, “You lot can sit too. Just treat me like an ordinary person, there’s no

rules…”

down after

suddenly put down his phone, and whispered, “Warden, Harold

Warden’s face was gloomy. He looked at Stellar and said, “Didn’t I say

about money. They

helplessly.

turned to look at Grant.

out of the villa and soon brought Harold and the two martial

me that you were coming to Jonford? How is the

than

dare you? How is

Royal Bay does not mean that the Zells do not have

not dare to let the

for his own retirement and was worth 28 million

“Stop

and Grant quickly shut their

the two bodyguards Harold brought, frowned, and asked, “Are those two

are! Absolutely reliable!

is Iron Kick

arts. The cleric

his legs due to his obsession with practicing martial Thomas King was the one who installed the pair of iron legs on him which greatly increased his skill. One kick is enough to kill

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