Chapter 5987 I Agree With You
- Cyril’s face rippled through shades of doubt and reluctant awe before he exhaled hard. With a curt swipe of his hand he broke the binding sigils. "Release them."
- "City Lord?" One of the guards almost choked on the honorific, fingers frozen over the iron locks.
- "I said, release them." Cyril repeated the order, each word weighted like stone; no room remained for doubt.