"I don't think you're any fun anymore like this. I'm already bored. So what do you suggest I do with you now?" he asked with a smirk.
"You… let me go…" Marquis Dean was now crying as he rolled around in immense pain, struggling to move.
"Beg. You should at least beg for your life if you're that desperate. Don't you think so?" Adrian raised an eyebrow.
"Never. I'll never. I'll never beg a bastard like you! Let me go now!" he yelled while still bleeding in pain.
"Guards! Someone bring in the guards and take down this bastard! Someone come and kill this fool now!" Marquis Dean screamed at the top of his voice.
But it was to no avail, because the Marquises standing at the door didn't plan on coming to his rescue. They only stared in horror, trembling at the scene.
No one wanted to take the risk of challenging Adrian at that moment. They knew how brutal he was, and none of them wanted to risk their lives.
