"Their origins are like drifting clouds, fallen leaves in the wind, and floating weeds in the water. They can't hold onto anything; they have nothing, not even roots. All they possess is a burning passion and fierce determination."
Nathan muttered as he walked on the deserted street.
At this moment, the bustling Rikkus had no other colors except black!
Even the rising sun seemed to turn into an ominous ash color.
Before the sunrise, Nathan had already adjusted his physical state to its peak.
He knew, as Jade had said, that this conspiracy was aimed at both resolving the crisis of the Mendez family faction in Rikkus and targeting him directly.
"Mr. Nathan."
A car slowly stopped in front of Nathan, and the driver was a slightly pale man.
After seeing him, Nathan narrowed his eyes and said, "Rudolph? Aren't you afraid I'll beat you up?"