Chapter 1195

“What a load of rubbish!” Whitebeard sneered.

Nash slapped Whitebeard in the face.

His mouth and nose were bleeding. Several of his teeth even flew out.

The Borleys trembled slightly.

Nash glanced at Whitebeard and asked casually, “Was I talking to

you?”

Whitebeard gritted his teeth but was helpless. He secretly vowed to kill this little bastard when he joined the Southern Martial Alliance.

Cindel took a deep breath. “Why should we believe you?”

Nash turned to look at the villa. Yellow Crane quickly walked to him

with his hands behind his back.

With an angry look on his face, he stared at one of the men and shouted, “Who are you to Iron Will Borley?”

The middle-aged man trembled all over. His eyes widened as he hesitated, “I… I am his great-grandson!”

Iron Will Borley was his great-grandfather’s nickname. Except for members of the family, it was impossible for outsiders to know.

Yellow Crane said angrily, “Iron Will Borley is my great-grandson. I’m Greg Borley, your ancestor!”

Everyone in the Borleys looked at each other.

deep breath, shook his head, and

believe it. This is too

asked Greg,

“Can you possess their body?”

“They have strong light energy, so I

was infected with dark

tomb, so I blew out his light spark to possess

lifted his hand to draw

out a bright light. He then extinguished the light

above Cindel’s head.

left Yellow Crane and took a step

Cindel’s face. “Do you

now? If you still don’t believe me, I’ll appear in your

every night!”

“Dad.. C-Could he really be

ancestor?”

head. “I don’t

supernatural!”

it, I can’t

“Cindel, how can you talk to our father like

for a moment and then said

such an unpleasant

Nash almost choked.

don’t believe me, then I’ll open

he bit his finger and wrote a runic incantation

left hand.

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