Upon hearing Connor's words, Waverly was instantly frozen in place, her expression filled with disbelief.
She stammered, "Mr. Connor, you can't be joking with me, right? You killed Draco?"
"Draco is indeed dead by my hand," Connor replied, looking at her.
"Mr. Connor, Draco was a martial arts grandmaster. How did you manage to kill him?" she asked, her expression shocked.
He hesitated for a moment, then walked up to her and softly said, "Extend your hand."
Waverly's expression showed some hesitation, but she eventually placed her right hand in front of Connor.
He gently grasped her hand and released his internal energy. As she felt the energy radiating from him, she was instantly stunned, her expression becoming even more shocked.
"What... What is happening here?" she stuttered.
