Lev’s face was pale as he stared at the dagger deeply embedded in the bone, and he couldn’t speak a word due to the piercing pain.

The jet-black dragon dagger seemed to pin him to the pillar of shame.

Such strength in a young and beautiful woman!

It was unbelievable!

He desperately wanted to pull the dagger, but he knew doing so would leave his entire arm paralyzed.

As cold sweat drenched his back, he could do nothing but press on his wound in pain.

The subordinates on either side of him trembled, holding broken beer bottles and daggers. How could they possibly go up against Skylar and Dianne again?

The weapons hung in their hands as they clenched them tightly with the last of their willpower.

“I’ll ask you one last time—who paid you to kill me?” Skylar’s eyes were cold as he asked Lev in hushed tones.

Lev’s hatred for Skylar at this moment matched the intensity of the pain in his arm.

What’s more, this had happened in front of his subordinates, causing him to lose all dignity.

A feeling of intense hatred made him want to swallow Skylar whole.

fate would be worse than the bald man’s if he persisted in

saw no distinction between killing

a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor just as

in, stepping on

came in were led by a stout man in

hysterical joy

person who would back him up

Lev Hart, and this guy smashed the door to your

men here, quickly, and kill that bitch

glared resentfully at

his lack of strength, his family’s history of gang activity in the neighborhood made

used to opportunism—when have I ever been treated

also demonstrated his disregard for Homer by kicking the private room

was certain that Homer would never spare Skylar based on

matter how powerful she was, defeat Homer’s hundreds of

Homer’s home

no chance of escaping

the thought as if he had witnessed

smile froze the

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