Chapter 922 A Show

“I'm sorry, Mr. Campbell. I was wrong to blame you.”

After saying that apologetically, he picked up the dagger on the table, ready to cut off one of his own fingers as a gesture of atonement.

With a flick of his finger, Donald directly knocked the dagger out of Ashton's hand.

He looked at Ashton and said lightly, “A person only has ten fingers. If you cut them all off, how will you serve me in the future?”

How will I serve him in the future? Upon hearing Donald's words, Ashton responded with a serious expression, “Mr. Campbell, rest assured. Whatever you ask me to do in the future, I will do it. I will never have a second thought!”

While Ashton was over there pledging his loyalty, Grady had already sent out a distress message.

Immediately, Grady breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he was saved for the night.

Just then, Donald turned his head toward Grady and asked, “So, has the money been transferred?”

Grady said softly, “You're asking for ten million, not a thousand. It's not going to be credited to your account that quickly.”

do I feel like you're speaking with more confidence

twitched slightly, and he asked somewhat unnaturally, “W-What distress

you his phone because I

aback, somewhat unsure of

you intended

he comes to me instead of me going to him? After all, you guys from Razor Gang are all trash.

never met anyone as

entirely due to his own lack of

would surely bring the best fighters from Razor Gang over. Donald, you may be able to defeat a Septet Stella Warrior, but can you win against a divine

Grady felt safe that night was because

trump card that he was more confident than

brave, wait for me for half an hour. After half an hour, Tancred

and asked, “We're just going to wait while doing nothing? Why don't we

what Donald

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