Chapter 97

Chapter 97: 97

Staring at Ferdinand Ostrich, Anastasia Helens narrowed her eyes and frowned, seemingly in anger. "Don’t get ahead of yourself, you old fool," she shrieked, annoyed. "Our friends aren’t someone a mere General like you could stand against." She wanted to jump at Ferdinand, but Kieran Ashford held her back. It looked like he was worried that her outburst would anger Ferdinand.

But it was already too late. Ferdinand was enraged. He stepped forward, and before anyone could react, he landed a tight slap on Anastasia’s face, the force of the slap making her cock her head to the side. "Mere cultivation thrash like you thinks she can threaten me? And with the position of your friends? How laughable!" he spoke coldly. "Now, remember, trash," he grabbed Anastasia by her jaw, his fingers digging into her cheeks where he slapped her, making her wince in pain. "No matter who your friends are, even if they are the Emperor and Prince Regents themselves, they don’t stand a chance against me or my henchmen. I can have them dead anytime I want."

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