Chapter 120
- CHAPTER 36
- Tyrion picked up the cigarette, looked at it, and dropped it on the floor. “It's a pity I won't have it again.” he shook his head pitifully. “I have to live, not for a few years, but for how long I wish.” he rubbed his finger on his lips. “Make sure they don't have a way to escape from there…..”
- The young man standing before him bowed to him. “It's already well protected—”