Salute to the General novel Chapter 2221

Looking at the severely injured Randall, Nathan unsympathetically remarked, “You've lost. What else do you have to say?”

As though he had aged tremendously, Randall held his head low as he said, “What more could I say after I've lost to you? I'll admit defeat and accept any form of treatment you'll like to do to me.”

Nathan nodded. “Great! Dismiss your subordinates now. I'll get this place razed to the ground too. The southern division of the Blackwell clan ceased to exist from today onward. Tell your Master that those in charge of the various divisions aren't allowed to call themselves a Marshal. Also, ask him to have stricter control over his disciples. Or else, I wouldn't mind doing the same to the rest of

your divisions or perhaps, even the headquarters.”

Randall's face ashen at once.

“Fine, I'll take my subordinates with me and leave this place since I've lost. I'll pass on your words to the head of our clan. But I have no idea whether he will let this slide and allow you to insult us this way.”

Nathan calmly replied, “No worries. I have no fear even if it's the head of the clan.”

Randall and the rest were seething with anger at Nathan's bold words, yet they knew there was nothing they could do about that.

Eventually, with the help of his subordinates, Randall, disheartened, prepared to leave the place.

At that, Ezra and Easton wanted to tag along too.

Nonetheless, Nathan called out to Easton icily. “I haven't allowed you to leave, Mr. Camden.”

Upon hearing that, the latter shuddered in fear as he looked in the direction where Nathan

was.

Randall, Ezra, and the rest shifted their glance at Easton, each exhibiting a different expression.

Hoping to receive help from the two, Easton, in a trembling voice, pleaded, “Mr. Anderson, Mr. Jawson, please save me. Take me along before you guys leave. That fellow definitely won't let me off so easily. My dad says I can ask the Blackwell clan for help if I have any difficulties. You guys have to help me.”