“Preposterous child! You deserve to be arrested!” Samson sneered.


    Three martial artists who had achieved the Profound Reality Realm immediately began walking toward


    Nash.


    Hera began shaking from fright.


    She still did not understand what was going on.


    Moreover, she could not understand how Nash had managed to cross the National Security Bureau.


    One of the three martial artists asked, “Are youing with us, or do you need us to make you?”


    “I’lle with you on the condition that you let my wife go!” Nash answered tly.


    With Hera there, he had no way of fighting back.


    Besides, both men had achieved mid-Mystique Loyalty Realm. Even if he attacked, he would be on the


    losing side.


    “Woman, you should leave! We’ll let him go once we’ve concluded our investigation!”


    Bobby waved a hand, and the Profound Reality Realm experts backed down.


    Tears appeared in Hera’s eyes and flowed down her cheeks as she said, “I won’t leave… I want to


    stay!”


    She did not know what was going on, but she could tell Nash was in danger. It was even possible they


    might kill him.


    Nash smiled slightly. “Go and tell the others not to worry. I’ll be alright!”


    If the National Security Bureau had managed to find out he was the Smiling Grim Reaper, they would


    also know he and Francis had the same mentor. He was not that easy of a force to be reckoned with.


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    “No… I want to be with you, even if that means dying!”


    Hera trembled as she held onto Nash.


    Nash patted her on the back before saying gently, “Silly goose, you’re overthinking things. They


    wouldn’t dare kill me. You should go!”


    “Preposterous!”


    Samson huffed coolly once more.


    What did he mean when Nash said they would not dare kill him?


    The National Security Bureau had special clearance to act first and thinkter.


    So what if he and Francis Dunn had the same mentor?


    Did he really think Francis would be able to protect him?


    After beingforted by Nash, Hera finally got to her feet and walked out of the room. She turned to


    look at Nash multiple times as she did so.


    The smile had also vanished from Bobby’s face because of how brazenly Nash was acting. However,


    things would look much different once the truth was revealed. He merely said calmly, “Let’s go!”


    Nash left Tranquil Retreat while surrounded by a group of men.


    When they arrived at the parking lot, Bobby said calmly, “The ce we’re headed to is rather unique,


    so we’ll have to put a seal on your powers!”


    Nash nodded.


    Bobby tapped several spots on Nash’s body, and bouts of true energy traveled through his system to


    seal off his sources of true energy.


    Now, Nash was like a goat ready to be ughtered.


    He had always been the one calling the shots on the lives of others.


    However, today, his fate was in the hands of someone else.


    Nash got into the National Security Bureau’s vehicle after a hood and handcuffs were fitted onto him.


    Four cars slowly drove away from Tranquil Retreat.


    On the roof of the building, two figures watched as the cars drove off.


    “Why didn’t you do anything?”


    “The National Security Bureau isn’t a force to be reckoned with. We should let your boss do the


    honors!”


    An hourter, Nash was sent to a cell in a secret base.


    The ce was heavily guarded by nearly 2,000 soldiers.


    “Grandpa Bobby! Grandpa Samson!”


    A woman dressed in camo smiled as she walked toward them.


    “Peggy… Put him in Cell 1!”


    Bobby pointed at Nash, who was being escorted over by two men.


    “Cell 1?”


    Peggy Solomon gave the man who had a ck-colored hood on his head a shocked look.


    “Yes. There’s some business we need to take care of. We’ll be back tomorrow!”


    Bobby nodded and then got back into the car so that he could leave.


    Peggy grabbed Nash by the arm and began leading him toward the cells.