Chapter 596 Give Me An Answer
- By the end, Song Tiancen bit down hard on the word “die,” grinding out the syllable like a curse.
- Every word dripped with raw hatred for Eric Goodwell. He looked like he wanted to rip Eric apart right now—eat his flesh, drink his blood—only then would his fury cool.
- At that moment, Zhao Henghe of the Zieglers flicked a lazy glance toward the first-floor stand where Eric sat.