3 Hansworth Warde


    Braydon Neal turned around and left, leaving behind a sentence, “Ian Larson may have done wrong, but he’s innocent!”


    With just a few words, the more than a thousand people sheathed their swords and followed Braydon.


    “Commander,e back to Northern Hansworth with us!” Carl Mason quickly followed behind him.


    Braydon did not respond. Since he had chosen to return to Preston, he naturally had things to do.


    Carl hesitated before saying, “Your return this time is only for the crowning ceremony. After the ceremony, as long as you return to Northern Hansworth, we can guarantee that no one will hurt you!”


    “Hurt me?” Braydon stopped, a faint smile on his lips.


    Carl smiled bitterly as if he had just realized something.


    However, there were some things that Braydon did not need the help of outsiders.


    “I’m back at the capital to kill three people!” Braydon said indifferently.


    Carl was stunned. He wanted to say that he would do these things for Braydon.


    The special authority of the Northern Hansworth main team was shockingly tremendous!


    Now that Braydon refused to say anything, Carl naturally did not dare to ask further.


    The group left the dock. There were as many as twenty ck cars parked outside, which corresponded to Braydon’s age. Each car was worth more than a million dors.


    There was a silver-haired old woman with a dragon-headed walking stick standing there, and a beautiful girl was standing beside her. Her light blue sportswear outlined her perfect figure, and her long legs were particrly eye-catching.


    The girl was Heather Sage, Preston’s most talented woman. She was also the one who had said that Braydon looked ugly in in clothesst night.


    “Grandma, we’ve been waiting for half an hour!” She pouted in dissatisfaction.


    Heather was a little dissatisfied. She felt that her fiancé, whom she had never met before, was much too arrogant to make her and her grandmother wait for so long.


    Olddy Sage said calmly, “Just wait. If you don’t see him today and you dare to leave, I’ll break your legs!”


    “Is he that important?” Heather was secretly angry.


    At the spacious exit of the dock, Braydon, who was dressed in in clothes, had just appeared.


    “He’s here!” Olddy Sage’s fingers trembled.


    “It’s really him!”


    Heather saw him as well, and she also saw a thousand young men in ck clothes and ck scarves behind Braydon.


    A thousand people escorting him; what a grand disy!


    Who was he?


    Heather’s eyes were filled with curiosity.


    The old and the youngdy had yet to step forward when something unexpected happened.


    From the East, an indomitable figure appeared. His square face was full of hair, and after it had been trimmed, it looked veryfortable.


    His tiger-like eyes were filled with anger, and every step he took caused the ground to tremble. As he released his aura, the people on the roadside were afraid to watch the show.


    “Carl Mason, you’ve crossed the line!”


    The tiger-eyed man was themander of Central Hansworth, Zayn Ziegler.


    There were seventy-two cities in the three provinces of Central Hansworth, and there were eighty-one special operations teams all under the jurisdiction of the Central Hansworth main team!


    There was one team in each city. The special operations team’s responsibilities were extensive. They did not care about the ordinary trifles and usually dealt with the more difficult matters.


    Whenever there were peculiar incidents, it was usually the special operations team that directly intervened.


    Carl nced at him. “What can you do if I cross the line? Chop me into pieces?”


    “Why you!”


    Zayn Ziegler almost exploded in anger. This man was as famous as him, but he did not expect him to be so shameless today.


    Was he nning to lose face?


    Zayn Ziegler was angry. “The five greatmanders in the country each has their own duties. They are strictly prohibited from crossing the border. Those who vite the rules will be reported and punished. Are you so determined to be so disgraceful and annoy me like this?”


    Carl rolled his eyes and did not bother to answer.


    Not far away, olddy Sage was holding a dragon-headed walking stick, her hands trembling slightly.


    “Carl Mason, the Tiger of Northern Hansworth, and Zayn Ziegler, the Warde of Central ins,” she said in a low voice. “They’re here!”


    “Grandma, when Grandpa was alive, didn’t he say that he was a person who stood at the peak of Mount Tanish?”


    Heather stuck out her tongue and did not dare to say anything else.


    Olddy Sage pursed her thin lips. She knew how terrifying these two big shots were. She also knew where the young men wearing ck scarves behind them belonged to!


    These two big shots did not even need to acknowledge the so-called seven great families of Preston. With just a word, they could make the seven great families disappear overnight.


    At that time, no one would speak up for the seven great families, and no one would even dare to ask.


    Braydon was already looking at olddy Sage, and a humble smile appeared on his lips. His thin lips moved slightly, “We haven’t seen each other for a few years. Little central ins, who do you want to report to the higher-ups and punish?”


    Braydon’s back was facing Zayn and the others when he spoke calmly.


    Zayn’s eyelids twitched, and his eyes were filled with horror and disbelief as he looked at the back of the in-clothed man.


    His face turned red, and he cried out, “Co... Cotton cloth?!”


    “What?”


    Braydon turned around slowly with a faint smile on his face.


    The moment his face appeared, Zayn Ziegler, who was famous in the three provinces of the central ins, knelt down on one knee and said, “Central Hansworth’smander, Zayn Ziegler, wees the return of the Northern King!”


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    Braydon flicked his fingers and smiled, signaling for him to get up and talk.


    Zayn scratched his head. “A few days ago, there was a rumor saying that you wereing back. I didn’t believe it. I didn’t expect you to reallye back!”


    “You and I are bothmanders. There’s no need to be so humble!” Braydon walked forward.


    Zayn’s face turned pale.


    The strongest man in the three provinces of the central ins was as pale as a sheet today. He thought that Braydon was dissatisfied with him today.


    Zayn pulled out his sword and knelt on one knee. He held the ck sword high above his head with both hands.


    His tiger-like eyes seemed to be burning with mes as he said in a low voice, “The five greatmanders of Hansworth are all under themand of the Northern King. If they die, they will be the war spirit of the North, forever guarding the beautiful mountains and rivers of Hansworth, fending off foreign enemies, and guarding the borders!”


    Themander of Northern Hansworth was supposed to be Carl. Braydon’s sudden return indicated that he could not be without any recognition and title. Otherwise, no one amongst the one million ck-armored elites in the North would agree to it!


    Therefore, Carl was as happy as a child when Braydon became themander of Northern Hansworth.


    Braydon ignored him and walked toward olddy Sage. What he said next shocked everyone.


    “Grandma!” Braydon’s lips moved.


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