The First Heir

Mandy looked around at the Snapdragon combatants who quickly surrounded the area and her face darkened. Mac was overjoyed when he saw this scene. The expression on his face turned from nervousness to relaxation, followed by panic.

After all, the appearance of the Snapdragons meant that Old Master Santos was here in person. Sure enough, one of the Apaches landed on the ground and Garth Santos in his white martial arts garb stepped down from the helicopter.

Four Snapdragon combatants guarded him closely from front and back.

This was a legend in the territory, a radiant star!

After Garth arrived, the two confronting parties made way for him. He walked over without even a glance at Mandy and approached Mac directly, first glaring at him coldly before saying solemnly, “I’ll take care of you when we get back.”

Then, he smiled at Philip and said, “Mr. Clarke, I’m sorry to have made you suffer. I’m here to pick you up.”

With Garth Santos around, there was nothing to worry about.

this time, “Mr. Santos, I didn’t expect you to turn up in person. But you can’t take this person away.

back and looked at Mandy coldly. Standing with his hands behind his back, he said, “Little girl, even your mother, Dahlia Una, wouldn’t dare to talk to me

the territory and enjoy a lot of fame, but this is the business of my Griffin Pavilion. I hope that you won’t

laughed and said, “Very well, you’re indeed your mother’s daughter, carved out of the same mold

alone for too long that they don’t have any respect for anyone else nor the country! You’re just a bunch of selfish and materialistic guys who claim to be working for human civilization and

If your Griffin Pavilion wants to take this person away, you have to convince me

toe the line in front of a grand commander like Garth. After all, grand commanders were the cornerstone of the territory. Offending

matter how powerful the Nonagon was, they would not dare

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headquarters. The pointed

towering Nonagon headquarters building, the streets in all directions were densely packed with armored vehicles and groups of heavily armed

were heading into the city

a ten mile radius of the Nonagon was packed with fully armed combat personnel. All of them wore dark green combat uniforms. Like blades that formed

fighters on each street, poles with huge red and black flags fluttered in the