The Matriarch

Chapter 216 The pyramid of power

Both Oliver and his father could not believe their eyes. While the younger gently gaped in shock, the older one hid his surprise behind twitching brows and clench jaw.

The two look at each other before the young man put on a stern face, gaze narrowing at the person who stood smirking in front of them.

“They said you were dead.”

Oliver’s expression turned murderous, gritting his teeth with a clenched fist hidden in his back.

That only made the geezer sneer, snorting at how he was being looked at. It also induced the others behind him to chuckle, shaking their head like the idea was humorous.

“A minor tactic to remove the prying eyes of other nation on my work.”

The person states, flickering his fingers into the air in a jest.

It only caused the soldiers’ blood to boil, seeing how they were being ridiculed by the guy.

It took almost all of their restraints, just to keep themselves steady, though they were itching to throw a punch at the fellow’s smug face.

“You’re still a wanted man, do