This...
At these words, Asher's expression changed abruptly, and his heart leaped into his throat in an instant.
By his side, Noah Weiden became restless, like an ant on a hot pot.
Death!
Yes, at this moment, he seemed to smell the scent of death.
The man standing in front of him was too terrifying. Even though he had not fully released his aura yet, it made people wary of him.
"Lord Military Master, Lord Military Master, White Mitchell! White Mitchell!" Noah Weiden retreated while shouting furiously at White Mitchell.
"You can't kill me, you can't kill me. I'm the youngest ever Tiger Guard in the history of the Martial Department. I've been personally commended by The Highest Commander of the Military Department. I am..."
A crunch!
Just as Noah's words were half finished, White Mitchell's figure suddenly appeared in front of him. The next moment, he crushed Noah's throat.