“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 away.

Kenneth froze. He was stunned.

What was going on?

Was Zion not here to back him up?

“Get out of my way!” Zion barked impatiently before turning to Dustin with a respectful bow.

“Master Fox, what are your orders?” His tone was respectful.

Kenneth and Lucas stared at them with wide eyes.

Was this really the branch leader of the Martial League?

He treated a lowly security guard with such reverence…

Was he in his right mind?

Even Shawna and Allison were visibly surprise