G-give him anesthesia…?! He was still going to make Mike run after getting his finger chopped off…?! How cold-blooded…! Chills ran down everyone’s spines as they watched Zivon finally walk off… They had all heard that offending the young master would definitely lead to a fate worse than death. To think that the rumors had been true…!
Moving back to Xavia, she didn’t return that night. After all, she didn’t want to see Keith nor Zivon.
“Two glasses of wine, please…” muttered Xavia.
“What kind?”
“Anything. Anything that can relieve my sorrow…” replied Xavia before slowly walking to the corner and taking a seat. She remembered thinking that she had reached rock bottom about four years ago… How wrong she was… Just thinking about how increasingly tragic her life had become prompted her to drink glass after glass of wine…
She didn’t even realize that two men had been ogling over her for a while now while whispering between themselves, “Hey, she looks lost.”
“Think this is our chance?”
“Strike a conversation with her! We may be able to have some fun tonight!”
With their minds made up, the two then walked up to Xavia before sitting by both her sides. Now that she was sandwiched between them, one of the men said, “Someone seems to be in a bad mood.”
“Come on, share your tale and we’ll help!”
Due to Xavia’s low tolerance for alcohol, she was already extremely drunk by this point. Adding that to the fact that her bad mood had tired her out, she ended up collapsing on the table before she could even say a word!
“…D*mn. To think things would go this smoothly tonight…”
“I know, right? Either way, it’s cold here, so let’s go, girl. We’ll take you home…” said the other man who felt like they had just struck gold.
Just as he was about to place his hand on her, however, a large, frigid hand suddenly grabbed his wrist and twisted it! With how hard the twist had been, the man couldn’t help but holler in pain! His wrist was now broken!
By this point, even the other man went pale as he turned to look at the hulking man who had just appeared… With how prestigious and extraordinary his aura felt, the man stuttered, “W-who are you…?”
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