I Have the Final Say, You Understand?

Devin Jarrell was drenched in cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Only then did Fenix Jarrell and his son shut up and look at Devin, who was acting strangely.

Braydon Neal placed his hands behind his back and smiled. "I am a nobody!"

"No, that's not right. The golden symbol on your clothes is... the Qilin!"

Devin's eyes were bloodshot as he said hoarsely, "Golden Qilin, northern cold sword, Northern King token... These are the three major symbols of the northern army!"

"Uncle Devin, what are you talking about?"

Lathan Jarrell walked forward.

Smack!

Devin slapped Lathan on the cheek.

A warlord level martial artist was extremely powerful!

Lathan was sent flying by Devin's slap.

"What are you doing, Devin?!" Fenix was shocked and furious.