Chapter 19

The brawny man said nothing. He just turned around and left. After a moment’s hesitation, Nash stepped forward and followed him. A Cullinan was parked on the side of the main road outside the manor. It was the same one he saw when he went shopping with Hera before. The brawny man walked up to the car and opened the door. Nash understood what he meant and got into the car without hesitation. An old man and a middle-aged man were in it. The old man's aura was restrained but also at ease. There was a sense of majesty and kindness in his eyes. The middle-aged man had a beard and exuded a murderous aura. It was an aura that was tempered from being on the battlefield for a long time. The old man put a hand to his heart and said with a smile, “I’m Zakariah Sinclair. Hello, young Nash Calcraft.” The middle-aged man kept things curt and simply said, "Stellar Orwell!" “Did you look for me for something?” Nash said in an extremely indifferent tone as he looked out the car window. He