Chapter 652

Theo casually sipped his drink, already seeing through the farce happening in this room. When Grant saw The Swordsman, he was

frightened that he dropped his wine glass. This pointed to some

unresolved resentment between the two.

He must be worried that The Swordsman might disrupt the birthday

banquet, which would explain his constant apprehension toward the

man.

However, Grant’s old classmate, Dylan, had arrived. Since he was

affiliated with the National Martial Bureau, The Swordsman might

find it difficult to act against him.

Theo pondered whether to escalate the friction between the National

Martial Bureau and Black Wind Mountains.

Sherman had followed Theo for many years and was able to see

through his thoughts easily. “If it comes to a fight, I can only protect.

you alone with my strength,” he whispered. Theo glanced at Hera’s

family at the table and abandoned his initial consideration.

Duncan, on the other hand, was fiddling with the delicate wine glass in his hand. His gaze was fixed on Hera as a sly smile appeared on his lips. He was aware of Nash’s capture and the incident at Purple

Church.

The leader of the Green Bamboo Association was indeed a

Lindon away with him, but he had also managed to send Nash to

be getting out anytime soon, making this the opportune moment for him to deal with

head to look at Duncan,

withdrew his gaze. With his

Loyalty Realm godfathers present, Melody was no longer that

not be wise to make a

at the Zell

guests at the four tables dined in an orderly manner.

seemed peaceful on the surface, there was an underlying sense

and

seated between Skadi and Melody. Skadi picked

a piece of sturgeon and said, “Hera, eat more.

haggard you’ve become.”

Nash’s situation last night.

Hera early in

match. She had no choice but

the way first.

poured himself a drink, smiling as he said, “Mr.

drink!”

his wine glass and nervously responded, ”

nervous that he did not know what

say.

“There’s no need to be nervous, Mr. Harrison.

like brothers. Now that he’s your

me as your son

fell off his chair at that. How could he treat this

as if he were

status?

smiled helplessly. “Allow me to make the first toast!”

he emptied his glass in

finishing his own drink.

a bit, and people started

and laughing.

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