The Protector

“Johnny is on his way to South City. Once Jacky’s body is brought back, I want to hold a funeral for him there,” Grover declared.

“Yes, Master. We will definitely give Jacky a grand funeral.”

Turning towards the crowd, Grover ordered, “Next, you will need to investigate and find out who was involved in Jacky’s death. After that, we will bury all of them alive together with Jacky!”

At that moment, Grover’s whole being exuded an icy cold aura, overwhelming the surroundings with a chilly pressure.

Everyone suddenly shivered as the cold spell engulfed them, it felt as if they had fallen into an icy lake.

They could feel the surrounding temperature drop by seven to eight degrees.

It was real and wasn’t an exaggeration at all.

Grover was an elite martial artist who practiced the Ancient Arts of Qi.

The reason he was in solitary meditation was to further enhance the power of his Qi.

“Understood, Master. We will proceed to investigate and leave no stone unturned,” his disciples answered.

All of them trembled at the idea that Grover was going to bury alive a bunch of men together with Jacky.

It was such a terrifying notion to them.

of offending the head of the

City, Levi and Zoey had no inkling of the

Levi had even forgotten about Jacky, let alone expected someone seeking to

in was to find

days, the Davies family felt a

son didn’t eat nor sleep well as

knew Jacky Lawson was part of the Southern

increasingly anxious as they knew the Southern Union would not rest until

to

only wait. It wasn’t until one afternoon that

Union’s

Leslie’s eyes brightened, he approached them quickly. “We have been expecting you,

are of no use at all. We

for that, I know you’re not to blame,”

where is Jacky’s body?” Johnny

“Huh?”

for a moment, Leslie quickly replied, “Sir, Jacky’s body was taken away

anger, blasting an intimidating pressure across

left Leslie and the others

were shocked when they realized Johnny was more powerful than the Slaves

Who is he really?