Chapter 715

"You want to target Nash’s people? Then you'll need to provide me with their hair and blood,” Peter declared confidently, stroking his beard. Duncan smirked. "That's not a problem. I'll have it done right away." He immediately took out his phone and dialed a number. The Swordsman scoffed. "Is all this trouble necessary? Once I kill Nash, his people will be at our mercy anyway." Boris chuckled. "Well, we might as well kill time while we're at it." The Swordsman took a sip of his wine, then popped a piece of beef into his mouth. He chewed on it thoughtfully. "Boris, I cut off one of Dylan's hands. "Based on the bureau's protective measures, their Great Elder and Second Elder should have come to Jonford. Why haven't they made a move yet?" Boris shrugged. "Maybe they're afraid of you." After giving his subordinates instructions on what to do, Duncan spoke up, "Nash was taken away by the National Martial Bureau a few days ago but was later rescued by someone from the Northern Terri