Supreme Mars novel Chapter 657

The tall man walked over with the air of a dragon, his face indifferent and his eyes high above whoever he looked at.

Not only that, but from this middle-aged man, the crowd felt a powerful aura.

This shows that he is also a master.

Behind him stood a dozen other stout men of great stature.

Every bodyguard, at least, has practised internal energy and is a genuine martial artist.

Being able to have a martial artist act as a bodyguard shows how prestigious this middle-aged man's status is.

"Pompeii Imperial Family ......"

Leo's gaze tightened on the middle-aged man, narrowing his eyes slightly as he had to pay attention.

The three of them, Euan, Olly and Angus, even lowered their heads subconsciously and shouted respectfully.

"Hello, Mr. Eight."

"Eight Newman ...... came actually Eight Newman!"

Judith, who was beside Leo, turned pale on her face.

Leo was surprised for a moment, then looked at Judith: "You know him?"

Judith nodded with a grave expression, "He is one of the top experts in the Imperial Clan, but his position in the family is not high, he is merely considered a servant!"

At these words, Leo's expression also became quite grave.

A mere servant is so powerful, what would be the strength of a proper imperial family?

He also remembered Angus saying that everyone in the Pompeii imperial family was martial, and that the peak powerhouse in such an environment was even more unimaginable.

But such a powerful person would not normally come out of the world unless it was something of great consequence.

Suddenly, Leo froze for a moment as he remembered something.

At that time, Reece asked Music Maestro to accompany him to drink, and he was accompanied by a powerful old man called Seventeen Newman.

Eight Newman, Seventeen Newman, the surname was followed by a number.

Was it coincidence?

In the middle of his thoughts, Eight had arrived in front of him.

He made a gesture and the ten or so bodyguards behind him, all lined up, cordoned off the area.

There is a huge amount of people at the airport, but because of their presence, the place is isolated and no one dares to approach at all.

Eight's hawk-like eyes swept around everyone here before he sneered, "Your Valenham royal clan is what a bunch of trash, I even stepped in and made a deal with Cassius, lending his strongest person in the Western Realm to you, and you were unable to achieve superiority in the Northernland Conference, it seems that from the beginning, I shouldn't have pinned my hopes on you."

"Yes, Mr. Eight, we're wrong ......"

In the face of Eight's sneer and questioning, neither Euan nor Olly dared to retort a word.

Leo watched quietly from the sidelines.

Euan was the head of the Valenham royal family, over seventy years old, and yet he had to perform such a grand salute in the face of a servant of the Pompeii imperial family.

The difference between the two is a gulf between heaven and earth!

"Hmph, Olly, you'd better think about how you're going to explain to the imperial family!"

Eight sneered and swept Olly a glance.

Leo listened quietly on the sidelines and still picked up some information.

Cassius, did not represent the Newman clan at the Northernland Conference for the sake of Euan, but only agreed to do so because of the intercession of the Imperial Family.

"Yes, Olly will take responsibility!"

Olly could only compromise.

The scene was so shocking that it caused passers-by to watch in amazement.

This looks too much like making a film.

Eight added, "That's one thing; besides, I have to take you back."

Eight's gaze finally fell on Judith, his expression calm as he questioned, "You should have returned to the imperial family five years ago, why haven't you returned now?"

Judith was shaken, then said softly, "I have things I want to do, and do not want to return to the imperial family."