Chapter 4132

F*ck!

Oliver could hardly contain his fury as he glared at Mona.

Mona would have never dared to act out that way in front of him had it been in the past. She took advantage of her strength in numbers to humiliate him completely.

Mona's face flashed coldly when Oliver remained unmoved. She stepped on Oliver's foot and said, "What's wrong? Why aren't you doing it? If you don't, I'll stab your other arm and then hack both your legs off."

Mona wielded the longsword in her hand as she spoke, ready to strike him at any moment.

Was she serious?

Oliver gulped. He said, "Alright, I'll do it, I'll do it!"

Then, Oliver raised his hand and slapped himself over and over again.

He slapped himself forcefully in an attempt to make Mona spare him. It was not long before half his face began to swell as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

at Mona while he hit himself. He seemed obedient, yet internally

"Mona..."

Mona and asked carefully,

foot, the ghost of a smile on her face. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. I guess you're

sized Oliver up; iciness seeped through her exquisite features." Though it would be a great injustice to my sister

last word, Mona gripped her longsword tightly. She brought it down with a sharp swing and

Oliver let out a blood-curdling shriek, his eyes growing red as the pain overtook him to the point of almost

you sure are

stared Mona dead in the eyes, his gaze ablaze with hatred. "Why did you have

stubborn, bratty Mona would go back on her word. She sliced his legs off even after she

merely smirked. Her tone was filled with icy coldness. "Oliver, are you in the right mind? I

turned into a sneer. 'I'm showing you mercy by only taking your

the White

F*ck!

distance as anger and hatred flooded his

from the Demon tribe about half an hour ago. Then,

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