“Mr. Yonce, what’s wrong with my son? What on earth is going on?” Jermaine questioned Boris loudly.
“Mr. Cadden, please remain calm. I’ll check on him now to find out what’s happening!” Boris tried to appease him.
As he spoke, he stretched out his hands and smacked Josiah on the back. With every slap, clouds of black mist were expelled out of his mouth.
“Ah!” Josiah never stopped letting out blood-curdling yowls.
At that moment, he resembled a ferocious beast with his blood-red eyes. The way he stared at Boris fixedly felt as though he intended to stab him to death with his horrifying gaze. His menacing glower made the latter’s hair stand on end.
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