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The brawny man said nothing. He just turned around and left.

After a moment’s hesitation, Nash stepped forward and followed him.

A Cullinan was parked on the side of the main road outside the manor.

It was the same one he saw when he went shopping with Hera before.

The brawny man walked up to the car and opened the door.

Nash understood what he meant and got into the car without hesitation.

An old man and a middle–aged man were in it.

The old man’s aura was restrained but also at ease. There was a sense of majesty and kindness. in his eyes.

The middle–aged man had a beard and exuded a murderous aura.

It was an aura that was tempered from being on the battlefield for a long time.

The old man put a hand to his heart and said with a smile, “I’m Zakariah Sinclair. Hello, young Nash Calcraft.”

The middle–aged man kept things curt and simply said, “Stellar Orwell!”

“Did you look for me for something?” Nash said in an extremely indifferent tone as he looked out the car window.

He thought these people had been targeting Hera before.

were

hated the feeling

sensed no malice

wasted his time and taken

indifference, Zakariah laughed and said, “Don’t blame Stellar. We just wish

this how you invite

felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave hearing how cold

he immediately circulated his inner energy to resist the pressure Nash

three seconds,

was pale as he stared

strength as a martial arts master was crushed by this young man so

person’s strength yesterday, he

it now, he was much stronger than

1/2

to his heart again. “Mr. Calcraft, he’s a unique

in and looked up at the rearview mirror only

voice, “The person you’ll be

narrowed slightly when he heard

and one who was in charge of

His

power should be monstrous.

only four

a moment of silence, Nash asked slowly, “What’s wrong with