The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 1918

Chapter Fifteen: Father Emperor

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Bang--!

The deafening crash made even the trees in the small valley tremble slightly... The depths of the valley looked as if they had been struck by a huge stone that had fallen from the sky.

A pangolin that had been digging through the soil here instantly poked its head out and dashed toward the depths of the small valley at top speed.

This was its territory, and it treated what had happened as an invasion of its domain.

Soon, the pangolin arrived at the place where the crash had originated.

A thin man wearing a wrinkled white casual suit stood beside the large crater, surveying his surroundings.

Chirp... chirp!

The pangolin cried out, trying to drive away the intruder who had destroyed its territory.

The man instantly caught the sound. Before the pangolin could react, he had already appeared in front of it and reached out to seize its neck, lifting its entire body into the air.

The pangolin was actually as large as an adult human.

Enraged and frightened, the pangolin's eyes instantly turned scarlet. It swung its claws... claws that could easily slice through rock.

But the man suddenly tightened his grip around the pangolin's neck and slammed it back onto the ground!

Bang--!

Another deafening crash rang out.

The pangolin felt as if every bone in its body had been shattered. The pain was unbearable.

But something even more terrifying was still to come. The moment it opened its eyes, it saw a huge black object that had appeared overhead at some point.

The pangolin immediately began shrieking at the man who had attacked it.

At the same time, a figure leaped down from the enormous black shadow.

Mind Witch landed beside Farrell. Seeing him pressing down on a huge pangolin, she froze for a moment.

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