Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
In a dimly lit room, Lucius sat with his legs crossed, a smile playing in his blue eyes.
Guards with rifles stood around him, their expressions stern.
Clang.
The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man wearing a white shirt, black vest, and black trousers walked in, and his sharp eyes fixed on Lucius.
"Lucius Phillips." Sir Derek Larson growled.
"Long time no see, old friend." Lucius said with a polite smile, "Still tormenting our narwhal friend, are you?"
"You blew up my gate. Is that how you treat an old friend?" Derek said in a low voice.
"You know, as you get older, you tend to act out." Lucius replied, a slightly bashful smile on his face.
Sir Derek Larson stared at Lucius like a stone statue. After a moment of thought, he finally uttered: "You need to compensate me for the damage to the gate and the lost work time. Unlike you, every minute of my time is valuable."
"I refuse." Lucius said cheerfully.
"You refuse?" Derek's eyes took on an indescribable shade, "Do you mean to say you want..."
"You to call the police? I have no objections. Let them come." Lucius spread his arms, a cheerful expression on his face.
Pleased to see Sir Derek Larson's face darken, he carried on: "Let me guess, if the police were to come and find out about the illegal practices taking place in your factory, you'll have a hard time wrapping things up, right?"
"You underestimate my influence..." Derek's tone grew sharp.
"Trust me, I don't underestimated a thing." Lucius shook his head ruefully, "If the Northern District Police Department fairly enforced the law, you would have been thrown into prison a long time ago. I understand, mate, money can buy anything."
"What you fear are Bell Protectors, especially since your master, Prince Austin, is being investigated. You've probably received a warning from him, so you won't dare to make a peep."
Lucius's words made Sir Derek Larson's face darken further. He glared at Lucius, his voice hoarse, "You have no proof. That is slander."
"Oh, old friend." Lucius leaned back in h
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