Chapter 62

In the luxurious villa’s living room.

A skinny middle-aged man was sitting on the sofa.

He had short grey hair and thick stubble on his face.

When he heard footsteps outside the door, he slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were cloudy but fierce.

Nash looked at the middle-aged man and the man looked into Nash’s eyes.

Their eyes met and Nash was immediately put in his place.

The feeling this man gave him was as if he was standing in front of a God.

He had a confident and domineering aura.

This was the Warden in charge of the millions of soldiers in the Northern Territory while Nash was just a Grim Reaper hiding

in the dark.

Even though he had the power to kill him, he was far behind the Warden in terms of aura.

Nash clasped his hands and said, “Greetings, Warden!”

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man smiled. “There’s no need

nodded and sat on a sofa

two men did not dare to

too. Just treat me like

rules…”

after

Grant suddenly put down his phone, and whispered, “Warden, Harold brought

looked at Stellar and said, “Didn’t I say inviting one

care about money. They were the ones

helplessly.

look at

quickly walked out of the villa and soon brought Harold and the

his fists and said, “Warden, why didn’t you tell me that you were coming to Jonford? How is

than

said, “Mr. Watson, how dare you? How is

the Royal Bay does not

did not dare to let the Warden

worth 28 million dollars. The level of luxury was on par with the Watsons.

muttered, “Stop arguing…”

quickly

the two bodyguards Harold brought, frowned, and

are! Absolutely

Iron Kick

arts. The cleric

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