Salute to the General novel Chapter 1868

A frown settled on Hansel's face as he thought about the President's proposal. Even Hansel was not sure if it was a good idea for Nathan to wear a mask.

The good thing about it was that Nathan's identity could remain confidential. That would save him a lot of unnecessary objection from Clifford and his men, which would make Nathan's job a lot easier.

The downside was that Nathan would not leave a legacy for himself. People after him would only know of the Chief Military Governor, but no one would know that man was Nathan.

“I guess President Woods has his own considerations. Since that's what he wishes, it's best to just follow,” before long, Hansel finally spoke.

“I agree. There's no other way anyway,” Nathan agreed.

Nathan stayed back for dinner at the Windsor residence before taking leave.

As he was making his way out, he ran into Yosef Davier, who used to be Clifford's nephew but was now his stepson.

Yosef was driving a Land Rover, and behind him was his bunch of subordinates and friends.

He got out of the car and walked toward Nathan, laughing mirthlessly. “Look at who we ran into. Isn't this the man who killed my siblings?

I thought you'd be wallowing in tears in Channing. So what brings you back to Brimmopolis? Why don't you come over to our place now that you're back? We'll give you a warm welcome!”

Yosef and the others encircled Nathan as they encroached closer.

“You'd better make yourselves scarce before my patience runs out,” Nathan warned as he scanned those punks.

But Yosef was not heeding his warning at all. “Ha! Still trying to be high and mighty even when you're a nobody?”

Yosef stared Nathan in the eye as his friends followed suit and came closer to Nathan, speaking to him in a sarcastic tone, “Do you think you're still the General of the North? You need a reality check.”

Standing in front of those men, Yosef nodded with a smirk on his face. “I agree. Why don't we all have some fun today? We'll teach this man a good lesson and show him that he's no better than a stray dog.”

When he was done speaking, he waved at his subordinates and beckoned them over. “Take him down!”

The bodyguards charged toward Nathan, ready to pin him to the floor.