Salute to the General novel Chapter 726

"Mr. Lane, what is the meaning of this?" Penny demanded as she glared at him in fear and anger.

Liam's voice was casual as he replied, "Nothing, really. By the way, would you happen to know my son, Jonathan Lane, by any chance?”

Honestly not knowing who this Jonathan was and infuriated at what was going on, she snapped, "No, I don't. Please don't change the subject, Mr. Lane. Just what are you trying to pull?"

A murderous glint flashed through Liam's eyes when he heard how Penny denied knowing his son. "I'm not trying to do anything. I just want the distribution rights to the liver cancer vaccine in Northania and ninety percent of the profits, that's all."

"I'm sorry but there's no way we can accept that. Your demands are just too ridiculous!" she outright refused.

Arching his eyebrow, he sneered, "Is that so? Then don't expect to leave this place." Nathan, who had been silent up to now, stood up and said placidly, "And if we insist on going?”

Liam stared at him but did not speak; he merely chuckled slyly.

Immediately understanding his meaning, Phillip neared Nathan with two big strides. He reached out his right hand and placed it on the latter's shoulder. "Sit the f*** down, boy!"

He abruptly increased the strength in his hand, wanting to push Nathan back into his seat.

With his thick muscled arms, he could have easily wrestled an ox to the floor with one hand.

Yet Nathan did not move an inch.

Huh?

Surprise appeared on Phillip's face as his eyes widened.

"I said, sit down!" he roared.

The muscles in his arm bulged as he pushed all his strength into his hand to force the other man to comply.

Despite that, Nathan still stood there unmoving and unruffled.

Phillip's strength was like a kitten compared to the tiger that was Nathan.

Lips curling into a grin, Nathan asked, "Are you done yet?"

What?

In response, Phillip gaped at him in shock.

Swatting aside Phillip's arm like it was nothing, Nathan put his own hand on the other man's shoulder. He pushed down lightly while ordering in a cold tone, "Kneel!"

Phillip felt like the weight of a mountain had landed on his shoulder. His knees buckled and he crashed to the floor, hard.