Chapter 1225 Entangled

She covered her nose and mouth, blood trickling from her nostrils through the gaps in her fingers. Her face was flushed with anger, and her nostrils flared. She was on the verge of exploding with rage. "How dare you harm me with a concealed weapon!"
Darcel grimaced, looking at her as if she were insignificant. His voice was chillingly terrifying, carrying a hint of malice. "What does it matter if you're injured? Even if you were to die here today, it would make no difference."
Stella was furious, pointing at him and cursing vehemently, "You sure talk big! I'd like to see who's going to die here today!"