The Protector (The Return Of The God of War) novel Chapter 65

The next day.

Azure Dragon accompanied Levi to Morris Atkinson’s grave.

Morris was not buried in a proper cemetery because of the Garrison family’s interference. He was simply buried in a secluded spot in the wild. Weeds had since covered his long-unattended grave.

Perhaps this grave will no longer be distinguishable after a few more years. ”I am here to see you, my brother!” Levi said loudly. You were my first comrade-in-arms to weather the battlefield-like business world. No one will ever comprehend the bond we shared.

Levi cleared the weeds on Morris’ grave with his own hands and fixed his gravestone.

Levi took a limited-edition bottle of wine available only in the army and sat in front of his grave.

“Let’s share this quality wine today, my brother.” Levi gulped the content after he spoke.

“Azure Dragon, inform everyone in the Garrison family to pay the price for their terrible deeds here after six days.” Levi commanded.

“Understood, Sir.” Azure Dragon nodded.

“Kirin, ask Nueve to bring a few men here to fix up this grave. I cannot allow my brother’s grave to be in such a shabby condition!” Levi told Kirin.

Then he continued to drink the bottle of wine while taking a stroll down memory lane. I made a promise to Morris that I would provide him with the most luxurious Rolls-Royce during his wedding.

Levi stayed at Morris’ grave for almost an entire day.

“Let’s go and visit Morris’ parents.” Levi straightened himself.

“I’ve located his parents, Sir. They are staying in a village not far away from the city.” Azure Dragon reported.

Levi grimaced. “What? Morris’ parents worked as governmental staff in the past. They own a house in the city. So why are they staying in a village now?”

He finally found Morris’ parents abode in a small building with a total of thirty square meters located deep in an alleyway.

“Cough up the money now, you old fools! You’re the only family left who haven’t pay the fee!” Levi and the others heard the commotion from afar.

They realized what was happening after they entered the courtyard.

A few thugs with blonde hair were collecting protection fees from Morris’ parents.

The two of them had visibly aged from when Levi last saw them six years ago. It was obvious they had suffered greatly.

“Please give us a little more time. We will receive our subsistence allowance soon. I will make sure to pay you first by that time!” Morris’ father, Rowen Atkinson, was begging for mercy.

“Damn you! You told me the same thing last time.” The leader of the gang raised his hand to slap Mr. Atkinson.