“My grandpa is Walter, the richest guy in Jonford. You hit me and he’ll never let you get away with it!”
Queenie’s eyes were wet with tears.
“The richest guy in Jonford? Ha! I’m Trevor Lax, and I don’t care about him. Just give me thend and
scram like the dog you are!”
Trevor barely gave Queenie a second look.
He was sick of these spoiled kids who always name-dropped their rich family members.
“So, you got kicked out of Capiton and now you’re here in Jonford acting all high and mighty?” Sydney
said with a coldugh.
“I’m the same in Capiton and anywhere else-I do what I want,” Trevor replied with a cool smile.
“Don’t get too cocky, buddy. I’ve called my boss, and when he shows up, you’re going to be in big
trouble!” Derek’s face was so swolle e looked like a chipmunk that had stuffed its cheeks. His words out
all garbled.
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“Oh? Your boss?”
Trevor looked at Derek, amused. “And who might he be? Someone looking for trouble?”
In the tiny town of Jonford, there were only three families, that were a little stronger than the rest.
From what he knew, none of these families had anyone as powerful as a Profound Reality Realm
expert.
With a Mystique Loyalty Realm master by his side, he could walk around like he owned the ce.
“Trevor, there’s a guy in Jonford named Nash. He’s reached the Mystique Loyalty Realm too, and he’s
the one who took down The Swordsman,” whispered an elder from the Lax family, who was also a
Mystique Loyalty Realm master.
Trevor was not worried at all. “There are millions of people in Jonford.
The chances that we’ll run into him are super slim!”
They were talking quietly, but Derek heard them. He coughed up some bloody spit andughed loudly.
“I thought you were fearless. Well, let me tell you something-my boss is Nash!”
Trevorughed it off. “You think I’m an idiot? You’re just trying to scare us with Nash’s name because
you heard us talking about him!”
He did not buy Derek’s attempt to intimidate them.
In a city with millions of people, even if Nash knew a thousand people, the odds of crossing paths with
him were like finding a needl in a haystack.
Trevor took a sip of his hot tea and added, “And even if we’re talking about the worst-case scenario,
why would Nash bother with you nobodies and risk upsetting the Lax family?
“Do you guys know about the Lax family from Capiton? No? Well, that’s okay. I can fill you in. The Lax
family is almost as famous as the Ten Families. Give us three years and we’ll be right up there with
them!”
“Are the Lax folks really that amazing?”
Just then, a chilly voice drifted in from outside.
Nash strolled into the auction hall. When he nced at Yasmin and her friends, his expression turned
stormy.
Trevor scoffed. “Sorry, we might not be the big shots in Capiton, but in Jonford, we’re a big deal!”
“Trevor… Please… just stop!”
A member of the Lax family, someone in the Mystique Loyalty Realm, watched Nash with wide,
frightened eyes. Their legs shook like leaves.
Oh boy…
The slim possibility had actually turned into a reality!
Trevor, annoyed, said, “Sure, we keep a low profile in Capiton, but in
Jonford, we’ve got nothing to be scared of!”
“Nash… Boo-hoo!”
Queenie and Sydney ran to Nash, crying their eyes out.
They had never been treated this badly in Jonford.
Derek joined in with tears of his own. “Mr. Nash… they’ve been so mean!”
Yasmin tried to stay tough, but tears started to fill her eyes as well.
Trevor was freaking out.
Had they really brought Nash here?
“Sir Lark… Do it… Take him out!”
Trevor’s voice shook as he spoke.
The best way to beat fear was to stare it right in the face.
If Hond Lark could just defeat Nash, they would have nothing to worry about.
Hond’s legs buckled, and he dropped to his knees.
Just like a tree’s shadow, a person’s name could loomrge.
Nash was a name that made even the toughest martial artists shiver.
Hond had seen it with his own eyes-the day Nash took down The Swordsman. Nash’s punches were
terrifying, and he made taking a life seem as easy as squishing an ant.
“Sir Lark, you…”