Chapter 299: Nash Johnston Leaves Seclusion

Marilyn was right. That Centennial Nether Snake had been slain by Nash Johnston. The spoils should have been his. Yet the Nether Ghost Sect barged in out of nowhere and tried to walk off with its treasures. That was banditry, plain and simple. Marilyn stepped in front of him, and Alan Lennard's eyes went cold. "You wretched girl, are you tired of living? You dare block me?" "I do! Who said you could steal my Brother Nash's things!" she shot back, planting her feet. She knew the two from the...