The Protector

Levi’s words rained heavily on the Joneses’ parade, and it was as though he was trying to administer the Joneses a heart attack.

The Joneses turned quiet instantly.

Their expression froze, their minds went blank, and their irises constricted. It was as almost as if their souls had suddenly left their bodies.

Levi’s question was simply too overwhelming.

The Joneses couldn’t even imagine the dire consequences they would face if what Levi had claimed was true.

It would be total annihilation, and they didn’t want to think about it. They didn’t dare to either.

“You? The God of War? Please… Aren’t you afraid of offending the real deal?” mocked Wales, who immediately voiced out his suspicion.

Tyler laughed and shared his analysis as well, “Levi Garrison, you are powerful. In fact, you are so good that you have even crushed the Goel family. However, you being the God of War? That is simply impossible. You were imprisoned for six years, and that took you out of the equation, because the God of War rose to power while you were still in prison. I’m guessing that you had met some powerful gangster when you were in prison. That is why you are as powerful as you are now. The business tycoons only follow your tunes because they are afraid of the gangster that you had met in prison. Am I right?”

power was something that Tyler couldn’t make sense

only rational explanation that he could come up with, was that Levi had met someone powerful while in

of the Jones family accepted

they didn’t want, or dare

the bit where Levi might have been the God

and exclaimed, “You’re smarter than you appear. You’re right. I was given an opportunity while I was

took him away while

he met someone powerful in prison;

more powerful than you are! Even if we ignore the God of War’s close relationship with our family, my uncle, Anson, is still a subordinate who works directly beneath the God of War! That alone trumps any connection that you might have formed with the God

shifted his gaze towards Anson, who was trembling at

I’ll wait and see how terribly I will end,” mocked

continued waiting nervously for the God of

drowning in anxiety, when they finally heard footsteps

at the front and had his head down, as he welcomed the few