C2752 I'll Give You Face

"Whatever..."

"Speaking of which, we are now enemies. Are you courting death by coming here now?"

Sam Moreels shrugged his shoulders as he spoke. Then, he curled his lips and the sneer on his face became more and more apparent.

There was no need to say anything else for now. This time, his attitude was shown, and that was the truth.

Calm, indifferent..