Chapter 89 Name Of The Warden

• Everyone was wide-eyed and utterly astonished, filled with immense admiration. They couldn't fathom how Huxley managed to endure such pain.
• “I can't continue! I just can't.” Fabiano crawled over like a beaten dog, snatched up the medicine bottle, and wolfed down several pills with a desperate hunger. After a long pause, he gradually regained his composure, panting heavily on the ground.
• He was on the verge of death. It took him a great deal of effort to crawl back up. As he looked at Huxley, calm and composed, he couldn't help but murmur, “Wolf Lord, you've won.”