Salute To The General
Chapter 807
Chapter 808 Are You Tired Of Living
What?
An impostor!
Tobias and the others were shocked again.
Regaining their composure, they heaved a sigh of relief as if a weight were lifted off their shoulders.
Steeling his face, Tobias growled, "It is impossible for the General of the North to be here in the East."
"Besides, you are in civilian clothing and aren't surrounded by bodyguards or officers. It's obvious you are an impostor!"
With a raised chin, Wesley fiddled with Nathan's document as he sniggered, "Young man, it's a serious offence to impersonate a military officer, let alone a general which is a crime punishable by death. You are in big trouble now."
glances as they found the situation
"Haha, there are many security features on the document, don't you know
your system?”
late twenties, he sneered, "Haha, although | have not seen the General before, I'm aware that he is the General of the
of a General, one would at least have to be aged forty and above." "You're just a young man and yet you
you call Elijah Lowe, the Commander-in-chief of
in
casually mention the generals’ names like that, you're an impudent
stop wasting time on these impostors and
orders, a group of soldiers surrounded Nathan and approached in an intimidating manner. Suddenly, a gunshot rang out behind them which gave all of them
"Who the f*** fired their gun? Didn't | order you to arrest
that a large group of heavily armed soldiers had
meekly remarked,
Shaun Ferguson, Commander-in-chief of Glyngarth, and he was in a foul mood. He found out about the assassination attempt on Nathan's father, who had been
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