The Protector

The Black family was numb with shock when they saw Russell’s car loaded with special cigarettes and liquors.

Robert and Meredith’s eyes twinkled.

“God has indeed blessed the Black family! My son is too amazing!” Xaiden praised.

Robert and Meredith grasped Russell’s hands, only to make him feel awkward because this had nothing to do with him at all.

“Grandpa, Grandma actually—”

“This is enough, Russell,” Meredith interrupted, thinking that Russell was trying to be modest. “This carload of cigarettes and liquors are enough for the rest of our lives.”

“Yeah, you don’t have to say much, Russell. We understand.”

Robert patted on Russell’s shoulders.

On second thought, Russell stopped trying to explain, remembering that he had signed a non-disclosure agreement to keep everything he saw a secret before leaving the South Warzone.

“Work hard, Russell. Your Grandpa and I have decided to exhaust all our resources to nurture you,” Meredith said.

Quintus and the others were envious, and so were Aaron and Caitlyn.

a carload of special cigarettes and

Where is he?

meet today, Russell? Who’s the God of War of the

Russell. We wanna know.” The Black family

nervous titter. “Grandpa, Grandma, as much as I want to

a non-disclosure agreement?!

Robert looked at each other in the eye with

continued, “that the Black family will prosper from now on! So Grandpa, Grandma, you guys have to be nicer to

God of War was the son-in-law of the

them

promised. “We’ve accepted Caitlyn

Aaron and Caitlyn

Mom

look at them. “You

you, Russell!” the both

an

son-in-law is not too bad,” Meredith said,

most just now. How did it become ‘not too bad’ in the blink of