"Some people will never just sit quietly and watch."
A hand suddenly pressed on the shoulder of the man in black, a power like never before quietly descended from behind him. Although it was just a gentle press, it felt as if a mountain bore down on him, causing him to feel an unprecedented immense pressure.
Who?
The man in black immediately became panic-stricken.
His shoulder felt as if it were pinned down by a huge stone, even his breathing became incredibly heavy; the force was not only acting on his body but seemed to penetrate his flesh, striking deep into his soul!
He instantly saw the person who had abruptly stood by his side.
Darren Fischer!
The old man immediately narrowed his pupils.
The Duke with the Iron Mask from the Fischer family, a figure like a demon, whose brutality could even be considered average overseas.
He had concealed his presence using his unique power of bloodline; theoretically, he shouldn't have been detectable!
What is going on!
