Chapter 487 Respectable Family

“Old Mr. Gomez!” a guard shouted as he rushed into the living room with his baton.

“Why are you hollering? This is a wake, for goodness’ sake. Watch your behavior!” Zane scolded. “I’ll snap your head off if you disturb Quinton again!”

The guard gave a violent shudder when he saw how furious Zane was. “Y-Yes, Mr. Gomez. I-I’m very sorry…”

Philip patted his son’s shoulder to motion for him to calm down before turning to look at the guard.

“Take your time. What’s going on?”

“A man called Jonathan Goldstein has barged into the house, Old Mr. Gomez. We had no way of stopping him!”

Even as the guard reported on the situation, everyone could hear painful howls and screams coming from the front garden.

Seconds later, Jonathan and Xiara walked into the living room leisurely.

“Jonathan Goldstein?” Philip uttered, his gaze cold and dark.

“We finally meet, Philip Gomez.”

Just then, a flurry of footsteps sounded, and before they knew it, almost sixty guards armed with batons had gathered behind Jonathan and Xiara.

Despite that, the two of them remained unfazed as they slowly walked on.

Then again, why would either of them flinch? Jonathan had fought countless battles, and not even the most powerful armies scared him. Why, then, should he fear such a little confrontation?

Similarly, Xiara had long gotten used to fighting and killing for a living.

Even though she had been a professional assassin for less than five years, she was one of the best in the business and boasted at least eighty kills.

With both of them being so powerful, how would a small team of security guards ever be their match?

was more than aware of that. If Jonathan had the means to escape the Dark Web’s bounty list and severely injure Quinton, it’d be useless to pit a team of ordinary guards

Philip said to

“But Old Mr. Gomez—”

him off. “Clean up the Gomez residence. No matter what happens, no one’s allowed to come here without my

“Got it!”

the guard promptly rounded up his subordinates and

our guest, why don’t we sit and chat?” Philip said while pointing at a

“Sure,” Jonathan replied.

two men made their way out to

further ado, Philip poured a

welcomed you myself, Mr. Goldstein,” he said with a chuckle as he put the pot down. “Sorry about what

noticed the glint in

energy emanating from him, except it’s rather messy and impure. Then again, that kind of energy is already more than sufficient

too kind, Old Mr. Gomez. I’ve caused quite a commotion for

host,” Philip said smilingly. “Here’s a

his cup and

merely smiled and nodded with no intention of

man

hundred million bounty on you, Mr. Goldstein, yet you can still chat with me so

Jonathan replied with a nod. “I’m curious. I don’t know anyone in the Gomez

between us. In that case, why would you spend so

had been watching them from the gazebo fence, had

men hate each other to the core, so why are they now behaving like long-lost

fight? Where’s the bloodshed? What on earth are

Philip let

is and what it means to

Jonathan frowned. “Respectable family?”

more than a title for families who

respectable families meant so

where there was a vast distribution of forces, the strongest one of all was undoubtedly Jonathan’s Asura’s Office. They controlled more than half of Chanaea’s armies and had millions of soldiers at their disposal. The Eight Kings of War, who reported to Jonathan, were just as renowned as they worked together to

it still didn’t mean Jonathan

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