Salute To The General

Chapter 1540 You Do Not Touch My People

Boris had mentioned he was at risk of a stroke, and yet, Nathan had ordered seafood and beer, a meal fit to give a stroke. Was he trying to send Boris to an early grave?

If it were someone else, they would not have dared to joke of such a thing with Boris, for Boris would have surely lost his temper.

But seeing that it was Nathan Cross, he repressed that temper.

Nathan could not help but smirk at the sight of Boris's pale expression.

He had always hated Boris and his hypocritical ways. Boris had clearly invited him out to settle a score, yet he pretended to welcome him with fake pleasantries and that fake smile of his.

Nathan could not help it. He had purposely ordered this stroke-inducing meal just to have his own little fun with this old chap.

But Chef Terrier was very obviously in a pinch.

He stuttered, unable to make a sound as he hesitated whether he should agree with Nathan's orders.

"What's wrong, Chef Terrier?" Nathan feigned surprise.

with high sugar and oil content, let alone seafood

is that so," Nathan

let's have some simple

go prepare the meals,

the room,

You should look

General. My body is still tough," Boris coldly

me here just for a meal, am I right?"

brought it up on his own, dropped his pretense and asked, "General,

have heard,"

killed him?” Boris

had hired an assassin from the Dark Temple to assassinate me. Turns out, the assassin failed to kill me. Instead, he had a dispute with your

face changed

speaking the truth?" Nathan

I do not wish to ask of anything from

the entire Dark Temple, it should count as revenge for your

be a never ending cycle of a blaming game, wouldn't

men understood Nathan's