Dauntless God Of War

Chapter 481

At that moment, Lothar and Liam were sitting in one of the booths at the corner of Daroga Cafe.

Although they could see a group of people gathered outside, Harold was blocked by someone in the crowd. Not only did they not see Harold, but they also weren't paying attention to the group outside.

To big shots like them, street fights were just immature children messing with each other.

What made them concerned was the fact that Harold was still nowhere to be seen even though they had been waiting for him for a while.

Right when Lothar was about to call Harold to ask if he was arriving, he received a call from Harold.

Lothar answered the call right away, but Harold merely said a sentence before hanging up.

Lothar instantly jumped in alarm when he heard what Harold said.

When he was in the hospital and heard Harold saying that he was the God of War, Lothar could tell that Harold wasn't an ordinary person. Besides, what the Oracle said to me made me believe that Harold was really the God of War. In that case, the God of War in Dellmoor has to be fake. Be that as it may, I still don't know why is someone impersonating God of War. There's a possibility someone is trying to keep everyone calm now that no one knows where the real God of War is. It's also possible someone is doing it for their own personal interests. In essence, I must be careful when I'm dealing with Harold.

Liam was puzzled when he saw Lothar rising to his feet right after receiving a call. The former stood up as well and asked, “What's the matter with you, Mr. Hightower?”

Liam was puzzled when he saw Lothar rising to his feet right after receiving a call. The former stood up as well and asked, “What's the matter with you, Mr. Hightower?”

Lothar had no time to explain himself, so he blurted as he walked, “That man is here. Let's welcome him!”

Liam grew increasingly curious about the big shot's identity when he saw Lothar heading out personally to receive Harold. Furthermore, he noticed that Lothar was acting cautiously and solemnly, so he quickly followed suit.

Upon exiting the café, they saw a crowd gathered in the parking lot. Lothar scanned the surroundings and saw no sign of Harold. Hence, he brought Liam along and squeezed through the crowd.

Meanwhile, Donny checked his watch and realized that almost three minutes had passed, and Harold's reinforcement had yet to arrive. “Brat, didn't you say you could make us beg for mercy within three minutes? Your time is almost up. Where's your reinforcement?” Donny sneered.

Donny was starting to think that Harold was merely pretending to make the phone call and that the latter wanted to stall some time before making an attempt to escape. My men are armed, and they have this b*stard surrounded. There's no way he's getting out of here.

Harold ignored Donny's question and stood calmly on the spot.

“Cripple him! Do whatever you want to this arrogant brat without killing him!” Donny ordered the gangsters. I hate arrogant people the most!

After squeezing through the crowd, Lothar was stunned when he saw what was happening before his eyes. Right when the members of the biker gang were about to lay their hands on Harold, Lothar yelled, “Stop! What do you think you guys are doing?”

Lothar's voice attracted everyone's attention.

Donny turned around, and he was stumped when he saw that Lothar, the richest man in Xenhall, was the one who yelled.

“Hi, Mr. Hightower. What brought you here?” Donny approached Lothar. Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

All of a sudden, Donny realized that was the name Harold had mentioned when he was on the phone three minutes ago. Did that fellow ask for assistance from the richest man in Xenhall?

At that mere thought, Donny's heart skipped a beat, and he broke out in a cold sweat.