“My uncle is truly dependable,” Kenneth smiled in satisfaction as he stepped forward to greet the man who had just arrived and was catching his breath.

“Mr. Larson, I’m Kenneth from the Dixon family,” he introduced himself. “I’m sure my uncle must have mentioned me to you?” He extended a hand to Zion confidently.

With the branch leader of the Martial League showing up personally, there was nothing left to fear.

“Who the hell are you?” Zion’s face darkened as he slapped Kenneth’s hand aw