CHAPTER 1086 HE HAS ANGERED THE GENERAL

Upon hearing that, Russell asked, "Who dares disrespect you, Mr. Johnson? Please do not hesitate to let me know. I will deal with the person accordingly."

The volume on Keith's phone was maxed up; everyone could hear the mayor clearly.

Keith looked at Nathan and the rest arrogantly, "It was the son-in-law of the Smith family from Channing. I think his last name is... Cross?"

Russell almost dropped his phone when he heard Keith utter the famous last name that sent a cold chill down his spine. He clarified, "Do you mean Nathan Cross?"

Keith smiled. "Yes, it's him!"

After confirming who Keith was referring to, Russell could no longer stay calm. He felt so restless; it was as if he was sitting on pins and needles.

He started sweating profusely, "Is Mr. Cross around?"

Mr. Cross?

Keith turned to Nathan and answered without any hesitation, "You mean Nathan Cross? Yes, he's right here with me now. Mayor, you have to do me this favor and teach him a really good lesson...”

Russell nearly wet himself upon hearing what Keith had just asked him to do.

He quickly lowered his voice, "I can't help you this time, Mr. Johnson. Mind you, Mr. Cross is definitely not someone you can afford to provoke. If you've offended him in any way, I advise you to apologize immediately. You better look out for yourself!”

Russell hung up immediately after saying so. He did not dare say anything further once he found out that something had happened between Keith and Nathan. What made it worse was that Nathan was right there at the scene!

Though Sean and his family were all ears, they couldn't hear what the mayor had said at the end of the phone conversation as his voice had been really soft.

Although the others had not caught what the mayor said, Keith, on the other hand, had heard him crystal clear.

He widened his eyes in shock and terror. Why does the mayor of Channing seem so fearful of Nathan to the extent where he even reveres him? Nathan Cross, who exactly are you?

Keith stared in disbelief at Nathan, trying hard to figure out his identity. As far as he knew, there was no one else in Channing more powerful than the mayor! If there was, there could only be one. All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

He recalled something he got to know when he was in Brimmopolis, that the General of the North recently returned to Channing for a family vacation.

It can't be such a coincidence, can it? A thought crossed his mind, and he started to panic as his body trembled uncontrollably.

At that moment, the place was suddenly being surrounded by an army of soldiers.

Callan Stone, the Captain of National Guards, who was serving directly under Franklin Wilson, the district's Major General, strode into the room with ten soldiers. Each of the soldiers had a gift in their hands, either alcohol or cigars.

The entire crowd was amazed and started to discuss what was going on.

Callan led his army before Nathan and saluted uniformly before he said, "Mr. Cross, we are here today under the instruction of the Major General. He wanted us to greet you with these small gifts and add some festive cheer."

"Major General Wilson is too kind," said Nathan with a grin.

Callan continued as the soldiers presented Nathan the gifts, "He knows your love for good alcohol and cigars, so he ordered me to send you some."

Nathan urged Sean to receive the gifts.

Feeling absolutely delighted, Sean said to his sons and grandchildren, "Do accept them and thank the Captain of National Guards!"

Benson and the rest were elated and swelling with pride.

At the same time, Benson took a peek at Keith. See, the alcohol and cigars from my son-in-law are gifted by the Major General of Channing! How can anyone say they're fake goods now?

A look of horror filled Keith's face, who was now soaked in a cold sweat. He noticed that the goods sent by Callan were very different from the regular types; they were a cut above the rest! Besides having the word 'Premium' printed on the boxes, there were also dragon-shaped patterns on the cigar boxes, as well as on the alcohol bottles.

These are meant for the people at the very top of the hierarchy! No wonder the cigars smoked by Benson in the past were stronger than those he had. Needless to say, Benson was smoking the premium ones.

There was a high possibility that Nathan was the General of the North. Now that Keith had guessed Nathan's identity with apprehension, he had ants in his pants.

I've offended the General! He really felt like dying.

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