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.

breath, shook his

believe it. This

turned around and asked Greg, who

you possess their body?”

head. “They have strong light energy, so I

The Snow man was infected with

tomb, so I blew out his light spark to

lifted his hand to draw a seal and

a bright light.

above Cindel’s head.

Crane and took a step forward to

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

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

every night!”

“Dad..

ancestor?”

man shook his head. “I don’t believe in the

supernatural!”

it, I can’t

you talk to

stunned for a moment and then said angrily, “What a

such an unpleasant name!”

Nash almost choked.

don’t believe me, then I’ll open your Third Eye!”

wrote a runic incantation on the

left hand.

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