C513 Confusion

Outside the manor, several guards of the Saber Association were gathered together, smoking and boasting. Suddenly, a group of people rushed over and scared the smoke out of their hands.

"What …" "People?"

One of the guards trembled as he drew the dagger at his waist and took up a defensive stance.

"I'm your grandpa …"

Iron Ox roared and kicked him, sending him flying