Guardian-In-Law

Chapter 1119 A Member of the Military

*Johnson just hung up on you. Shouldn't you learn your lesson by now, old man?"

Kaze shook his head. Despite his age, Trent was stubborn and refused to admit he was wrong.

*Hmph! Do you think I care about Johnson?"This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Trent said curtly, "He was only the mayor for a couple of years. He didn't even get the hang of the job yet.

*I'll show you whose voice carries weight on the council."

Trent stubbornly thought Johnson was Kaze's friend in high places.

Johnson's statement about not getting in Kaze's business was just his way of washing his hands of the matter and humiliating Trent.

Kaze was not powerful and well-connected as Johnson hinted.

Otherwise, Kaze would not marry into an upper-middle class family and take his wife's last name.

"I can say the word and make the Quints the public enemy, boy," Trent threatened grimacingly.

He would not let the matter go until Kaze yielded to him.

Kaze furrowed his brows. He was disinterested in going around in circles with Trent.

Darco, who kept quiet behind Kaze, could not hold back his tongue anyway.

He took a step forward and criticized, "You basically have one foot in the grave. Why are you still yapping here after you were proved wrong?

*Age does not make you wiser at all.

*If I were you, I would get home and pick a coffin to lie in instead of embarrassing myself here.

"Get lost now while you still have a say in choosing a coffin."

Way back then, Kaze could not put up with the way Draco talked.

When they first knew each other, Draco was a loose cannon who did not respect any authority. Kaze had roughed up him more than a few times.

Draco could be mean when he wanted to.

Even Lyon and the others believed the insults could drive them up the wall.

Trent turned flushed and shook in fury.

He raised his arm and pointed at Draco shakily. "How dare you scold me, bastard!"

*Scold you? Can I beat you up then?"

One to act on his emotions, Draco rolled his sleeves up to hit Trent.

*Don't you disrespect my grandpa, jerk!"

With tempers flaring, Pete ripped Draco a new one.

*Stop, Pete!" Trent yelled.

Pete looked back disgruntledly. "Why did you tell me to stop? I want to set the jerk straight for yelling at you."

"I told you to stop talking," Trent shouted without looking back, his eyes fixating on Draco.

More accurately, Trent was staring at Draco's shirt underneath his lifted jacket.

His green shirt had brass-buttoned cuffs.

Trent's gaze traveled to Draco's collar, and his expression turned grim. He stared at Draco and asked solemnly," Are you in active service, young man?"

Lyon and members of the Four Ocean Commerce Guild looked over.

Draco came with Kaze and kept to himself, so they thought Draco was Kaze's sidekick and paid him no mind.

Trent's words made them frown.

The man with the foul mouth was in the army.

Draco scoffed. "I guess you're not all that blind, old fart."