Fortunately, with the armor on, aside from being somewhat disheveled, there were no severe injuries.
Michelle, with a body like a broken bellows, could only sit down again after venting his anger, breathing heavily while looking at everyone.
His sinister gaze revealed a strong killing intent, leaving no doubt that his next words would be to order these people to kill.
But fortunately, he was crazy, not stupid, and gradually calmed down.
"Go and bring Gene here."
With these words, those tense people finally relaxed, and their hanging heads returned to their necks.
Even Gene knew he couldn't escape after hearing this. With a bitter face, he followed, but the moment he stepped through the door, his expression became even more unpleasant as he saw the mess and several of the personal guard looking disheveled.
Damn it, are they calling me back to take a beating?
