After a few seconds of silence, she finally spoke, "You ask too many questions."
Julian Haworth: "..."
He seemed to have only asked one question, wasn't it mostly her asking him questions?
At this moment, she was very calm, so calm it was eerie, like a statue exuding a chill all over.
Not far away, there seemed to be an atmosphere of deadly seriousness, almost as if even the wind could be cut off.
Julian Haworth instinctively swallowed, feeling that today's event wasn't something good to join.
Durrell Landon gazed at Nathan Firth standing not far away, a moment of confusion engulfing his heart as complex feelings of love and hate surged.
He took a deep breath and said slowly, "Nathan Firth, I'm giving you a choice: either leave Capital City forever or die here today."
Nathan Firth brushed aside a strand of hair from his forehead, showing no concern for Durrell Landon's threat, his eyes remained calm and serene: "Durrell Landon, everyone who has threatened me has died."
