“That’s right. They may be Demonic Cultivators, but they will honor their promise. You will be fine as long as you cooperate,” Rostom said shamelessly.
“F*ck that! I will never work with Demonic Cultivators!” Hamish shouted angrily and tried to attack Rostom again. Despite being wounded, Hamish was still incredibly fast and powerful.
“Don’t think I can’t kill you simply because I’m injured, you piece of sh*t! I’ll do your family a favor by helping them clean their house!” Hamish roared, unleashing a potent burst of aura at Rostom.
To evade Hamish’s attack, Rostom had to step back and roll on the ground three times.
“I’m going to die if you don’t help me out here, Mr. Goeckner!” Rostom screamed in terror.
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