Baron Stuart's marksmanship was not unknown to the one-handed man, so when he saw Baron Stuart aiming at his forehead with a pistol, he dared not act rashly.
However, on the surface, he did not intend to concede defeat just yet.
Because he still had a trump card in hand.
"Are you not going to save your woman?" The one-handed man's lips curled up slightly as if he was sure that he would not lose.
However, Baron Stuart calmly hooked up a faint smile, "I want to save her, but…"
He turned his eyes and looked at the woman not far away.
The outcome of this standoff would depend on whether she could understand his intention.
Looking back at the one-handed man, Baron Stuart still had that unrestrained, arrogant smile on the corner of his mouth, "If I can't even save my own life, then I guess there's nothing else to discuss."
At his words, the one-handed man's confident smile suddenly dropped.
Does this man really not care about his woman's life or death?
