Chapter 296

“Who else do you think paid for them? You?”

“You still haven’t told me who you are!”

The night-shift guard’s nostrils flared as he glared at them.

The fact the two had managed to slip in during his shift indicated his responsibility.

The day-shift guard’s eyes narrowed as he whispered into the other guard’s ears.

He spoke in the local dialect, and Nash did not understand what he said although he could hear them.

The night shift guard frowned before he nodded and said in standard English, “You may leave now. If you aren’t against it, you can have a cup of tea at Kingsley Apothecary at No. 18, Kingsley Street!”

The duo wheeled the barrow into the mausoleum after that.

Finn asked, “I think they managed to guess who we are!”

Nash nodded. “Let’s go take a look at the place they mentioned!”

The two walked to the main road, where they waited for another half hour before they managed to get

a cab.

“Kingsley Apothecary.”

At the entrance to the Young Gardens.

An ordinary-looking Renault van pulled to a stop.

Two men dressed snugly in windbreakers, caps, and sunglasses got out.

“Young Gardens!”

it, warden. I knew you were a member of

Stellar trembled.

family had once been an extremely prestigious and well-known family. Their massacre had attracted plenty of attention.

entire family had died in a fire.

of these two incidents had been very close to each

the warden was

would be in the same generation as Wolfgang Young, whose middle name is

Philix!’

the Xing family, which is why you changed your name to Philix Xing. That way, you could honor your wife’s memory and conceal your true identity!”

to look at the warden standing next to him. “I’m right, aren’t I?”

the Young family’s history?” Philix asked

during a celebratory dinner for winning a battle and let

I’ve paid my respects

Sagen.

Green Bamboo Association.

by the window and calmly

calm, but he was

Ten Juggernauts remained, and all one

had been reduced to practically nothing.

other forces in Sagen were itching to make a move, and the Green Bamboo Association’s dominance was in danger.

friends!” Winnie, who had been spared because he was in the hospital recuperating from previous injuries, sobbed

“Avenge?”

“Hah…”

said hoarsely, “We’re struggling to even protect ourselves now. How

Mr. Holt?”

Jonford? Why did he go back on his

Winnie was confused.

the Green Bamboo Association,

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