The Established Siblings of the Pack

Appalled, Ashton dropped to the ground with a thud.

He had chucked his paper fan to the ground as well, no longer the haughty man he was a few seconds

ago.

It wasn’t like he’d continue causing trouble in the face of the Northern Draken Tag!

The tables had turned, and Ashton was now on all fours, kneeling like a tortoise right there and then.

“W-What’s going on?!” The crowd became apprehensive.

Ashton was the Solaris Province’s notorious underworld lord, and those who shared the same power

and reputation were only Boss Jarett and the Seven Legends.

However, never had they expected Ashton, who was also commonly known as the Reaper, to kneel to

this twenty-year-old man!

In particular, Paige was shaken to the core.

The average citizen might not know the Northern Draken Tag, but she did.

It was her family’s crown jewel and the reason why her family was able to remain standing in the north!

She then recalled how her father, Uncle Gavin, and Aunt Chermaine treated Kingsley with enthusiasm

and hints of servile.

No doubt it had something to do with the Northern Draken Tag.

However, she was so livid back then that it didn’t dawn on her until now.

At that, she felt even more shocked that her stern grandfather had given this young man the tag, for it

was the ultimate grace and recognition!

At this point, her gaze at Kingsley had turned complicated.

Meanwhile, Kingsley sauntered to Ashton and shoved the Northern Draken Tag at his face. “Take a

good look!”

“I’m looking, I’m looking…”

This was Ashton’s first time seeing the Northern Draken Tag for himself, and he thought he was going

to sh*t his pants. At that point, he was already drenched in cold sweat, thinking if he should beg

Kingsley for mercy.

Caleb, on the other hand, was livid when he saw Ashton’s actions.

He had expected the man to stick up for him, but who’d have thought he’d immediately kneel when

Kingsley pulled out this wooden thing?!

F*cking hell…

Meanwhile, Peter’s expression looked even worse. “Ashton, did you even look closely? Could it be a

fake?”

Though he wasn’t a part of the underworld, he often hung out with people like Ashton. Thus, he had

heard a thing or two about this Northern Draken Tag.

Ashton froze upon hearing Peter’s words.

He had freaked out the moment he saw the words ‘Nothern Draken’ that he never even stopped to

verify its authenticity.

“I-It can’t be, can it?”

Ashton’s expression changed multifold within that moment.

He had never heard of a fake Northern Draken Tag in all his years in the underworld.

What was more, who would have the balls to create a fake?!

“Ashton, do you see the Volkswagen Santana there? That’s the b*stard’s ride! As if someone like him

can really pull out the Northern Draken Tag!”

Ashton’s facial muscles twitched in response.

That ancient Volkswagen Santana got him wanting to flip.

F*ck! Have I really been fooled?

“What’s your name?” he asked through gnashed teeth.

“Nicholson.”

Kingsley knew Ashton was trying to find out if he was a Tanner.

“You f*cking piece of sh*t!” Ashton shot right up to his feet at the revelation and thundered, livid with

rage, “How dare you f*cking lie to me using a fake?! I’m going to kill you!”

He was truly and utterly pissed right now.

He, the Reaper of Solaris Province, had been duped by a callow and even kneeled before him in front

of so many people!

His dignity had been severely damaged!

At that, Ashton cracked his knuckles with a face enveloped in malice. “Just you wait, you motherf*cker.

My men will tear you into pieces!”

His forces were spread all across Solaris Province. With one call, his lackeys nearby would instantly

rush over.

However, Kingsley wasn’t bothered at all, still looking collected.

He was ever-victorious in the face of the enemies’ elites and artilleries, so why should he be afraid of a

bunch of scoundrels?

Just then, a crisp voice came from within the crowd. “I’ll prove the authenticity of this Northern Draken

Tag!”

The one who spoke up was none other than Paige, who had been watching among the crowd.

Though she loathed Kingsley’s ‘rascality’, she would not allow anyone to slander her family’s Northern

Draken Tag!

“And who the f*ck—” cursed Ashton as he looked in the direction of the voice to find a young woman in

a black leather jacket, and his gaze instantly turned into a leering one.

“My, aren’t you gorgeous.” He licked his lips and grinned.

The leather jacket fit snuggly on Paige’s shapely body, and though she didn’t show an inch of skin, it

made her very alluring.

Ashton couldn’t take his eyes off her at all, for he had never seen a woman who could combine

adorable and sexy so perfectly.

“How dare you act presumptuously in front of the Northern Draken Tag?!” Paige chided, her adorable

face covered in frost.

However, Ashton continued the size Paige up, leering. “The great Northern Draken Tag isn’t something

a little girl like you can identify, babe.”

“Where are you looking at?!” Malice filled Paige’s eyes when she saw Ashton’s lascivious gaze on her.

“Chill, babe. I’ll let you do whatever you want with me after I’m done dealing with this b*stard.

Hehehe…” Ashton’s smile was super creepy.

“You asked for it!” Paige scowled and pulled her Serpent Whip out from her waist and whipped it hard

on the floor, producing a loud pow!

“You insolent scoundrel, I will punish you in the name of justice!”

The crowd was astonished how Paige pulled a snakeskin whip out from her waist like magic.

“Why does she carry a whip on hand?”

“Who knows? Maybe it’s her kink…”

At that, the crowd smiled with hints of obscenity.

However, Ashton dared not pull even a sliver of a smile, and his calves were cramping from fright.

Everyone in the underworld knew the second young lady of the Tanner Family held a seven-section

Serpent Whip, and it spared its victim no mercy!

As dumb as Ashton was, he knew he was in deep sh*t when the Serpent Whip and the Northern

Draken Tag appeared at the same time.