The moment Melanie waved her hand, a car pulled up right away. A few men got out and ushered her into the car.
Meanwhile, Donald continued standing still under the streetlight and staring into the distance, looking like a statue.
After some time, he said calmly, “Since you're already here, then don't leave.”
Amidst the darkness, a few men in golden armor walked out with long spears in their hands. They were covered from head to toe; only their eyes were revealed.
All of them were blue-eyed. One could tell they were foreigners at a glance.
“Wow. The Irving family is incredible for them to be rearing a pack of loyal dogs from another country,” Donald said sarcastically.
As he looked around, he realized there were eight Septet Stella Warriors, all of which were mercenaries and had about a power level of seven hundred thousand.
My mother's family is finally making a move on me.
“It's my honor to meet all of you. May I know who sent you?” asked Donald.
No one spoke. Instead, the eight men opened up a path, and a lady stepped out.
The corners of her eyes were unusually sharp, and her eyes were blue, just like the others. Her face was covered with a veil, and one of her arms was covered in tattoos.
“Careful. She's the foreign Novem Stella Warrior, Poison Spider.” A deep voice came from behind Donald.
Novem Stella Warriors were literally like treasures of the world. No one could employ them unless it was the government.
However, Poison Spider was an exception because she liked Braxton.
Braxton was known as the most handsome man in the capital. The fact that he could make a Novem Stella Warrior fall for him proved how attractive he was.
Donald knew who the newcomer was without having to turn around.
It was the warrior of the Collins family, Nathan.
“Be grateful. Braxton told me to castrate you instead of killing you,” said the lady with the veil calmly.
Her voice did not sound young at all. She sounded like she was at least forty years old.
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