After hearing what Theodore said, Zion retracted his aura and gave Jared a cold stare. “Jared, I’ll let you off this time for Mr. Sanders' sake, but you must hand over the painting you obtained from the ancient tomb.”
“Why should I give the painting to you since I found it? You want me to hand over the painting? Over my dead body!”
Jared would never give Zion the painting as he just knew how valuable the art piece was.
Zion responded with a cold snort.
“Why should you keep the painting when you don't even know how to appreciate it? You're just going to ruin a piece of priceless treasure!”
He then added, “Give me the painting right now, and I'll consider all the old scores settled. I know you've killed the two men from the Shalvis family and Thunderstorm Sect, and I can get you out of trouble.”
'Dream on! I'll never give you the painting. You'll have to kill me and pry it from my cold, dead fingers!” Jared looked up at Zion with a scowl and smirked.
It's clear that this man came for the
painting.
Zion's face blanched at Jared's words. He gritted his teeth and threatened, “Don't try me, Jared Chance.”
Once again, he began emanating an aura to threaten Jared.
“Hold on." Theodore stepped in. “I guess I should inform Mr. Sanders first before you launch any attack in the Department of Justice.”
He then took out his phone and was ready to make a call.
Zion shot daggers at Theodore before he huffed in frustration, “You'd better watch your back!”
With an expression filled with fury, he turned and stormed away.
Theodore heaved a sigh of relief when Zion left, his back already drenched in cold sweat.
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