Chapter 39
Mark froze. “You''re the one that Jerald had mentioned, who Tiger had protected?”
It was Kevin''s turn to freeze in shock. “That''s me. However, it wasn''t Tiger who saved me. It was
Harrison.”
Mark frowned. “Harrison is worthless sh*t. Louis? Garrett? They''re nothing. We are only wary of Mr.
Green, who''s backing them up. Yet, even if he wishes to meet Jerald, he''s unable to do so,” he said.
He pondered for a moment before calling Jerald. “Hello, Jerald. Who was the person who had
rescued Kevin previously?”
“Tyson, also known as Tiger.”
Mark asked, “Are you sure?”
“I''m sure. Mr. White, I wouldn''t dare to joke about such matters. I dealt with Tyson personally.”
Jerald''s voice could be heard from the other end of the line.
Mark immediately looked at Kevin. “That''s suspicious. The one who saved you was
Tyson!”
What kind of person was Tyson?
He was so powerful that he was nicknamed the North Prince!
His other nicknames, Single de War God and Tiger, came from his awesome battle prowess.
Even if Mark personally went to meet Tyson, Tyson would not necessarily entertain him.
However, he would head over to the de Alliance to save a useless person like Kevin. So what
did this mean?
This meant that there was an extremely powerful personmanding him, and that person was
ruling over Pollerton.
Jennifer and Kevin froze.
If it was not Harrison, who could it be?
Jennifer subconsciously thought of Donald. Shortly after, she shook her head. That''s impossible.
“Go and find out who that is,” Theo ordered.
Mark immediately replied with much respect, “All right, Mr. Wilson.”
Thereafter, he called Tyson. “Mr. Quirk, may I ask you a question? Previously, who was the one who
had asked you to help Kevin out?”
“I''m sorry. I can''t tell you!” Tyson then hung up immediately.
Mark''s face swiftly darkened. His expression did not look too good.
Theo stood up and said, “It''s gettingte. Rest well, Jennifer. We''ll officially manage the
pharmaceutical matters tomorrow. Also, kid. Follow me. We''ll go and have a drink.”
Jennifer''s face was as pale as a sheet of paper. “I beg you. Please don''t do anything to Donald.”
“Rest assured, we won''t,” Theo reassured her.
Kevin trailed behind them clumsily.ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
Once they exited the house, Theo said, “We''ll get rid of Tyson first and ask him who he''s working
for. Then, we''ll go and meet Mr. Waterson. Any questions?”
Mark chuckled bitterly. “We''ll have to depend on you for this, Lotus King.”
The bald man, who was two meters tall, smiled viciously. “Tiger means nothing to me. I''ll get rid of
him now.”
Kevin was very excited. He liked to engage in such activities.
Meanwhile, Donald met Ryan.
“Lord Campbell. The Parasite''s subordinate, Bet Waterson, has reached Pollerton. Chiliad
Avion intends to get rid of him tonight,” Ryan reported. “It''s a little dangerous because Lotus King
will also be there.”
Lotus King...
Donald narrowed his eyes, and a frosty smile appeared on his face. “That''s great. We''ll get rid of
both of them tonight.” “Chiliad Avion has instructed that you can''t reveal your identity for the time
being.
You''ll have to bear with it, Lord Campbell,” Ryan apologized and handed him a golden mask and a
golden cloak.
Donald received it, and a nostalgic look appeared on his face.
He had worn the mask for the first time a decade ago. Everyone used to call him Golden Lord back
then.
“Chiliad Avion is pretty interesting,” Donald said as his smile disappeared from his face.
Ryan smiled silently. Renewed respect could be seen in his expression.
“All right. You can go now.” Donald took the mask and received news from Bradley almost at the
same time.
Mark, Lotus King, Kevin, and Theo were heading to Tyson''s location. From the looks of it, they were
prepared to kill him.
Donald put on his golden cloak and mask in the dark before rushing to Tyson''s location.
Tyson had already withdrawn into seclusion. His nickname was the North Prince. The Mount Sea
Sect that he had founded was on par with de Alliance. He had retired and opened a small
restaurant in a remote area. It was eleven at night. The bulky North Prince, Tyson, was wiping
tables with his back to the door.
He wore a chef''s attire, and his movements were slow and leisurely. At first nce, one could tell
that he was a straightforward person.
No one would associate him with the North Prince warrior who was as powerful as the South, East,
and West Princes.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open.
Without turning back, Tysonzily said, “We''re closed.”
“I''m sorry. I''m a little hungry. I need to meet someer on. Is it possible for you to just cook two
simple dishes for me?”
A man who was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed sses walked it. He looked very polite and
cultured, and he wore a patterned suit. The man looked around thirty years old. He even carried a
suitcase, appearing to be someone from the working ss. His attitude was extremely amicable.
Tyson said a little apologetically, “I''m sorry. We''re really closed.”
The man walked over directly and sat on a chair. “I''m really sorry, boss. I''m fine with two simple
dishes and some beer. Please help me. Is that okay?”
His attitude was very humble, and a lethargic look appeared on his face.
Tyson pondered for a while before nodding. “Okay. Wait for me for a few minutes.
The man bowed and expressed his gratitude.
Ten minutes or soter, Tyson cooked two simple dishes and brought them to him.
The man drank some beer and said, “Can you sit down and have a chat with me?”
Tyson froze for a moment before sitting down. “It''s prettyte. Are you working overtime?”
The man wolfed down the food and said blearily, “Yes. My boss has yet to finish dealing with some
matters and told me to settle it.”
Before Tyson could speak, the ss door was pushed open again. His pupils contracted sharply.
Four people swaggered in.
They were Mark, Theo, Lotus King and Kevin!