Chapter 1772 Ambush On The Midway
Ralf didn’t go in to see Vlad. Instead, after escorting him back to the hotel, he called Carwyn to inform him of the situation.
On the other end of the line, Carwyn went silent for a few moments when he heard the news. He didn’t seem to think that Vlad would be defeated by Tyr, much less shattering the Willbreaker.
In the end, Carwyn suppressed his anger and gave Ralf a firm order. He commanded Ralf that he must take the Cooter Armor back to the Balch family no matter what. Otherwise, Carwyn wouldn’t be able to explain himself to Renard, let alone the entire Balch family.
Ralf’s seemingly chubby and innocent face had become unusually gloomy as he walked out of the hotel entrance. A middle-aged man in black stood in front of a vehicle not far away while smoking a cigarette.
“Have you made all the arrangements?” Ralf approached that man in black and asked indifferently.
This man in black was none other than Grenn, the head of Carwyn’s secret squad.
“Yes,” Grenn replied. “Tyr and T
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