Chapter 887 Chopping Of His Finger
- “You... How despicable!” The man was obviously infuriated.
- Holden chuckled. “You look like a hitman from Chanaea to me. It looks like your master has treated you well, huh?”
- Growing impatient, the man sneered, “Cut to the chase, will ya? Just ask whatever you want. There is no need to beat around the bush.”