Max walked up to Victor and gifted him a one-hundred-year-old ginseng.

“You didn't have to bring me a present, Max. I'm already very happy that you're here. You're really being too polite.”

Victor was all smiles.

The two of them seemed to be around the same age, but they didn't have much in common with each other because of their different field of expertise. Still, they were old friends.

“Don't mention it, Victor. It'll be my eightieth birthday in two months' time, so you'll just have to return me this gift then!”

Max was in a very good mood, so much so that he began pulling Victor's leg.

“Hahaha!”

Not only did Victor burst into laughter, but the guests were all tickled pink too.

After the duo exchanged pleasantries, Max cut straight to the point and said, “I heard that someone here has an original calligraphy masterpiece that came from the God of War himself. Where's it? Quick! I need to see it!”


The reason he accepted Yulian's invitation was to feast his eyes on the God of War's original work.

Upon hearing Max's words, Yulian sneered at Harold and Isabella's family. Immediately afterward, he pointed toward the Loyalty to the Country on the coffee table and uttered, “Max, that piece of calligraphy is on the coffee table. Take a look and see if it's real.”

“Wow!”

Max followed the direction Yulian pointed at and spotted the calligraphy artwork written by Harold. In a flash, he was mesmerized.

He had merely taken a quick glance, but he could already feel an overwhelmingly ominous aura wafting toward him.

Instantly, he fished out the magnifier that he had always brought along with him from his pocket.

“Mr. Brady! You're not young anymore, so I don't think it's suitable for you to scrutinize the God of War's artwork. You could be in danger, you know!”

All of a sudden, Harold spoke up to stop Max.

“Why? What's wrong? Are you feeling guilty now that an expert's here? Isn't it a bit too late?” scoffed Yulian when he heard Harold.

Even Isabella's parents were uncertain about what was happening.

Don't tell me Harold's actually not the God of War, and that's why he's afraid of Max seeing through him?

Harold couldn't be bothered about those looks on Yulian's and the guests' faces. Instead, he was very worried as he fixed his gaze on Max.

When Harold was creating Loyalty to the Country, he had poured all his emotions on the battlefield into it along with his murderous intent toward his enemies.

If an ordinary person were to immerse themselves in it, they would be intimidated by the vibe it gave off.

They might even injure themselves in the process.

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