Chapter 1897

Grisham closed his eyes in despair.

Nash raised his hand and fired a burst of flame, turning Georgie's broken legs into ashes.

Georgie glared at Nash. "You... You're so cruel..."

With the influence and financial resources of the Falstaffs, he would still have a chance to treat his legs if they were just cut off.

Alas, Nash turned Georgie's legs to dust. It was like a stab to a dying man's heart.

Nash asked in a calm tone, "Don't you hear the irony of the words coming out of your mouth?"

Georgie gritted his teeth and said, "Nash, just kill me! Otherwise, I'll never let you go in this life or the next!"

With that, Nash smashed his head with a punch.

"I've heard one too many of such lines!"

Nash had no intention of killing him as a way of sparing some courtesy to the Endless Horizon Sect. However, due to Georgie's threats and in order to prevent him from hurting the people around him, he had to be killed. Grisham looked at what was left of his son. Georgie was headless and legless. Grisham was dumbstruck.

Nash killed Georgie. He killed Georgie!

Grisham suddenly raised his head, glared at Nash, and said, "Nash, you'd better destroy the entire Falstaff family or we'll come for you even after death!"

was pale, and his pupils were filled with murderous intent. "From now

what his

of the Celestial

He would never have dared to wage a

clearly given up on the Falstaffs. It would

and left. He came all high-spirited

...

old man and the sect disciples

in silence in the stone room of the forbidden

extinguished!" A disciple in his late teens, dressed in white, ran into

his eyes and sighed. "He

yellow-robed old man whispered, "Master, do you

find me through my

I could do

man was extremely reluctant. "But Georgie is your proudest disciple,

been surging recently, which is a sign that the

"Yes..."

yellow-robe old man and his disciples

...

Hera rested for the night at the

agreed to help

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