Based on how quickly he got there, Geronimo had definitely run all the way here. The traffic jam in Alaska was three times worse than in California, and only a Martial Honor martial artist like himself would be able to reach this place from the Melvis residence in just ten minutes.

“Good daughter, good grandson…”

“President Melvis, I trust you’ve been well since we last met!” Maritny sat at the head of the table, looking at Geronimo with a broad smile on the place. “You’re very blessed!”

Gero