Despite the distance over the phone, I could still feel the chilling aura emanating from Brandon Davis.
"Why, has your defense been shattered?" I sneered.
With great anger, Brandon suppressed his rage and said, "What's the point of provoking me? I don't believe you can hide in the Celestial Apothecary Pavilion for the rest of your life!"
"You must have heard about my wedding with Sarah Anderson, right? Haha, if you're willing to hide in the Celestial Apothecary Pavilion, I don't mind."
"Oh, by the way, let me tell you secretly, after I marry Sarah, I will definitely torture her terribly and make her wish she was dead!"
This conversation was blatantly an attempt to provoke me.
I coldly said, "Brandon, you will not have the chance to marry Sarah Anderson because you are not worthy."
"Treasure the rest of your six months, as when the time comes, I will let the world know that Brandon Davis is nothing but a waste relying on his aristocratic family!"
