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.

middle-aged man took a deep breath, shook his head, and said,

This is too

and asked Greg, who had possessed Yellow

you possess their body?”

shook his head. “They have strong light energy,

The Snow man was infected with dark

his

lifted his hand to draw a

to draw out a bright light. He then extinguished the light spark

above Cindel’s head.

Yellow Crane and took a step

was anger on Cindel’s face. “Do you believe I’m Greg

believe

every night!”

“Dad.. C-Could he really

ancestor?”

head. “I don’t believe in the

supernatural!”

furious. “Damn it, I can’t stand you!”

said angrily, “Cindel, how can you talk

and then said angrily,

such an

Nash almost choked.

Since you don’t believe me, then I’ll

finger and wrote a runic incantation on the palm

left

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