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

Where is he?

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

wanna know.” The Black family

as much as I want to tell you, I can never reveal his identity. I’ve signed

even involves a

at each other in

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 Aunt Caitlyn and Uncle Aaron. There’s only hope if the

God of War was the son-in-law of the Black family, and Russell could guarantee

them by

Caitlyn

that, Aaron and Caitlyn couldn’t

you, Mom

flashed a look at them. “You should

the both of them

an awkward

too bad,” Meredith said, be thought

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