Logan smirked indifferently, already less than a meter away from Ernest Nango. He picked Ernest up with one hand and then swung a punch.
"You don't have to tell me anything, after all, you'll soon be a dead man." After taking several punches, Ernest's face was bruised with patches of green and purple.
Ernest Nango, shivering uncontrollably, was terrified by Logan's words. Was he really planning to kill him? As the young master of the Nango Family Clan, didn't everyone under his leadership respect him? But today, he had indeed encountered an enemy he could not provoke.
The Captain of the Guard furrowed his brows, but he chose not to interfere. Because he speculated that Logan's strength was probably in the Dominator Realm, far beyond his own capacity to handle. Only the City Lord could possibly challenge Logan, otherwise trying to stop him would simply be a death wish.
