Salute To The General
Chapter 1880

Chapter 1880

Both men smiled affectionately whilst Camilla refilled their empty glasses amid the joyous atmosphere.

Suddenly, a discordant noise flashed by their ears.

"Hey, isn't this Nathan? The so-called mighty General of the North?"

Nathan turned around to replace the source of the sound and saw a man dressed in a sharp Armani suit. This man had brought along a group of underlings who trailed at his heels. The man smiled coldly as he approached.

Nathan's brows furrowed at the sight of the man. "It's you again, Yosef Davier!"

The man dressed in Armani from head to toe wasn't just an ordinary individual. He was none other than Clifford's stepson, Yosef Davier.

Ever since Yosef bumped into Nathan yesterday, he yearned to take his anger out on Nathan.

Last night, Clifford gave his approval for Yosef to act as he pleased. Additionally, Clifford allowed Yosef temporary control of the infamous Davier's Demon Troopers.

His ego was inflated greatly after he received such power.

The moment he learned of Nathan's presence in the Wind restaurant, Yosef wasted no time and brought his own men to the venue. He couldn't wait to give Nathan a taste of his own medicine.

"Ah, please forgive my poor memory!" Yosef sneered at Nathan as sarcasm dripped off his every word. "I forgot that you've been stripped of your status. You're no longer the General of the North."

"It seems that you've invited Mr. Windsor for a meal. Are trying to bribe him into reinstating you to your former position? I can't believe that you've resorted to such dirty tricks!"

Yosef and his underlings burst into howls of cackling laughter while they looked at Nathan.

Camilla was utterly enraged by his rudeness.

"You brat! Don't you dare overstep your boundaries! It'd be best if you and your men vanish from my sight this instant!" Hansel cautioned them sternly. Although Hansel was no longer president, he was still a powerful force to be reckoned with.

Yosef did not have the courage to openly challenge Hansel in such a public setting. "Calm down, Mr. Windsor. I'll leave now, alright?" He waved his hand in response to Hansel's warning.

"Our business doesn't end here Nathan." Yosef glared at Nathan with a burning fervor as he snarled lowly. "If you're a true man with guts, come face me outside the restaurant."

"You'd better meet me outside. If I catch you trying to flee, I'll make sure you end up horribly."

Both Camilla and Hansel were furious when they heard Yosef's bold words.

Hansel was especially angry. His entire body went stiff with raging tremors.

He used to wield unchallenged power as president and single-handedly decided the fates of countless individuals.

Now that he had stepped down from the position, such power was no longer available at his disposal. Even puny rascals dare to act so recklessly in front of me now. How disrespectful!

After Yosef threatened Nathan, he turned to leave the restaurant.

"Wait a minute!" Nathan halted the group in their tracks with an icy tone.

"What?" Yosef whirled around to glance incredulously at Nathan.

"You said you will be waiting outside the restaurant," Nathan said calmly. "Additionally, you want me to head out alone to settle this matter?"

"That's right," Yosef smirked. "This

way, I can make you pay for your actions!" "Mr. Windsor, Madam, would you be offended if I were to teach these men a lesson?" Nathan turned to ask Camilla and Hansel for approval.

The two shared a glance. "No!" They said in unison.

Nathan nodded respectfully. "I thought you wanted to kill me? I dare you to come at me now!" He waved his hand to beckon Yosef.

Yosef was surprised. Despite facing danger, Nathan did not cower for Hansel's help and instead maintained the same daring attitude. How could he remain so calm?

"Nathan, if it is your wish to die. I will fulfill it," he said icily.

“Come, take him away!"

On Yosef's command, around thirty of his underlings lunged forward to attack Nathan like a pack of savage wolves.

Bang!

Nathan's palm slammed against the table surface. The plate of peanuts on the table shot upwards into the air at the sudden force.

At the same time, Nathan swept his arm in a large arc.

At that action, the peanuts hurtled towards Yosef's underlings like a shower of bullets.

Immediately, ten or more men collapsed to the ground with pained screams as the peanuts hit their flesh. The force that struck them was identical to the strength of several bullets.

At the same time, Nathan moved to attack them mercilessly at lightning speed.

Bang!

Nathan raised his clenched fist and

slammed it into the face of the

closest enemy. In the blink of an eye,

the victim's face was drenched in blood. Not even a single sound could escape his lips before he

collapsed into a bloody heap on the

ground.

Each attack from Nathan hit like a thunder strike and carried great strength. Screams filled the air as Nathan's enemies were knocked down in rapid succession.

In an instant, all of Yosef's underlings transformed to limp bodies in a sea of crimson blood.

Yosef gaped at the chaotic scene before him. When he returned to his senses, Nathan was already looming before him.

"You said that you wanted to kill me?" Nathan glared at him coldly.

Yosef admitted his defeat immediately. "I'm...I'm sorry!" He begged with a face full of dread and terror.

“Do not apologize to me,” Nathan

replied with a stoic expression. "You need to carry the burden of suffering

and pain on your own shoulders. Only then will it be a sincere apology."