C988 CHAPTER988 AN EXCUSE

Eastern Saint City, City Lord's Mansion.

"You're telling me Sam Moreels is here?"

"How dare he? Does he have a death wish, or is he just trying to provoke me?"

"Does he really think I can't do anything to him? If he pushes me too far, I'll tear him to shreds!"

"Damn him!"

The one who let out this furious roar was Salem Prevost, the only young master of the Prevost family