The Man's Decree

Chapter 1592 A Glass Too Many

Zion was doing all that because he wanted to let all the sects and prestigious families understand that although he wasn’t strong, he was still the president of the Warriors Alliance and had supreme rights! “Waiter, serve me wine!” Zion was asking for more wine despite being tipsy.

In recent times, the martial arts world in Jadeborough was peaceful without Jared causing trouble. Consequently, Zion was at ease, and he didn’t need to worry about getting killed by Jared anymore.

Suddenly, a person who seemed to be the manager of the premise showed up and urged, “President Zeigler, I think you’ve had one glass too many. Perhaps you should stop…”

Zion was drinking there every day, but he never paid for his drinks. However, the bar’s manager never dared to say a word in retaliation.

This time around, the manager only dared to advise Zion because Zion was seemingly having too much to drink. “What is the meaning of this? Are you saying that I won’t pay you?” Zion narrowed his eyes and patted the manager’s shoulder.

The manager quickly explained, “President Zeigler, that’s not what I mean. It’s just that I think you’re drinking too much. I worry about your trip back!”

manager’s collars and fumed, “What’s there to worry about? I’m the president of Warriors Alliance! Who would dare to offend

broke out in a cold sweat. While waving his hands in the air, he

that, the manager turned toward the waiter and ordered, “Quick! Bring President Zeigler a

let the matter slide after receiving a

staggered out of the bar

in an alley, he bumped right into a

Why the f*ck are you standing in the middle of

closer look at the man in front of him, Zion shuddered in fear. He’s wearing a

badge. I would be in deep trouble if the man in black before me were

Zeigler, are you drinking and singing every day? You’re living a good life, aren’t

was slightly taken aback when he heard

the president of Warriors Alliance, how dare you stand in my way? Do you want

“Do you think you’re worthy of killing me?” the man in black taunted disdainfully with

the bottle of wine away before throwing his palm