Mana spat in the ground, "Say that after you remove your fiendish claws from her breast."
Tyler hands were groping her breast with regretful expression.
"Oops... Sorry..." Tyler muttered, pulling his hand back instinctively. But Lady Qiao's grip was firm, her eyes pleading.
"You can do anything to me," she whispered, desperation dripping from her voice.
Tyler's expression remained indifferent. "Mana," he asked calmly, "did she have anything to do with the destruction of the Redwood Family?"
Mana's figure flickered into view, her face cold as she nodded.
Tyler's expression remained indifferent. "Mana," he asked calmly, "did she have anything to do with the destruction of the Redwood Family?"
Mana's figure flickered into view, her face cold as she nodded.
Tyler immediately withdrew his hand, stepping back. The warmth in his demeanor vanished as if a switch had been flipped. Lady Qiao's hopeful expression faltered, and her knees buckled slightly.
