Roy had always harbored dislike towards Richard, and now that Richard had fallen into his hands, Roy unceremoniously commanded his subordinates to vent their anger on him.
They weren't careful, and hit him directly in the face.
But Diers didn't want to dwell on this. He sat elegantly on the couch brought over by his men, legs crossed, watching Richard hanging with a teasing smile.
The contrast between Diers, who was only reveling in his superiority, and the miserably hung Richard was stark.
"Boss!" one of the RC members called out to Diers.
"Let him down!"
As soon as Richard was let down, he snapped, "Diers, what gives you the right to treat me this way? What have I done to you?!"
Though Richard appeared calm on the surface, he had already cursed Diers in his mind ovendo
Sometimes, he truly hated his own father. Why had his father only sold Diers to a brothel that year, rather than killing the scoundrel outright?
