Chapter 230 A Knife

• “Since you’re willing to own up and change, we’ll call it off.” Dominic spoke lightly.
• “Thank you, Mr. Lloyd, for being so generous. From today on, if you ever need me, I’ll go through fire and water for you.” Fang Long stood up, grateful to the core, cold sweat already prickling down his back.
• He’d said earlier that Nine Mystic Pavilion had strict ranks. A small fry like him, if he offended the young pavilion master, he wouldn’t even know how he died.