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.

he would send a

Where is he?

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

We wanna know.” The Black

nervous titter. “Grandpa, Grandma, as much as I want to tell you, I can never reveal his identity. I’ve signed a non-disclosure

involves a

Robert looked at each other in the eye with a look

I am sure of is,” Russell continued, “that the Black family will prosper from now on! So Grandpa, Grandma, you guys have to be nicer to all the aunts and uncles, such as

son-in-law of the Black family, and

he specifically reminded them

Caitlyn and Aaron again. They are one of

and Caitlyn couldn’t hold back

Mom and

flashed a look at them. “You should

the both of

gave an awkward

bad,” Meredith

liked Levi’s presents the most just now. How did it become ‘not too bad’ in the blink