Wearing a look of utter grimness, Wolf put down his fist and shot Jared a frigid glare. “Brat, if you think that’s all I’ve got, you’ve obviously underestimated me!”
“Uncle Wolf, what on earth is going on?” Franco asked in bafflement.
“Hmph! I’d barely used up half of my strength just now. Not to mention, this small hotel might collapse if I had used my full strength! What am I supposed to do if the beauty is injured?” He threw Lizbeth a lecherous glance and licked his lips repulsively, sending her into an instant frenzy.
Hearing that, Franco heaved a sigh of relief.
Ah! So that’s the case! It scared the heck out of me just now. I almost thought even such a powerful Senior Grandmaster was incomparable to him!
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