Chapter 603: It's Not That Easy!!
"Motherfucking asshole! Get back here!!!" A black-haired woman screamed at the top of her lungs.
She was none other than Lyra in disguise, while Uraan held her back by clamping both of her shoulders with his arms from back, trying his best—or pretending to try his best—to keep Lyra grounded while the man in front of them simply made funny faces.
"Hahaha, bitch. What wrong did I say by addressing you as a whore? Which woman walks around with 3 men in the same party?" the man said with a laugh.
"Isn't it natural for me to ask about your rate?"
Lyra's anger only flared further at the man's words, but by that time, Tavian was already standing behind the man in question and simply placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Who—AAHHH!" the man screamed as Tavian casually broke his shoulder with a press of his palm.
"Don't you feel like you think too highly of yourself?" Tavian said, glaring into the man's eyes with cold, dead eyes.
