Seeing someone come in, he immediately spoke, "Just tell me how much you want."
Dismas said nothing, but his expression grew increasingly agitated.
Indeed... indeed... it's him!
Though that face had aged somewhat, Dismas could recognize him even if he turned to ash.
Immediately stepped forward...
Dismas's attitude made Michelle feel disrespected. In the past, anyone who dared to look at him like that would have their eyes gouged out and suffer horribly.
But now, as Dismas approached, a slight panic rose in his heart, soon suppressed by a surge of anger.
How could he be scared by a bandit? Damn it!
"Do you know who I am? If anything happens to me, all of you will bury me!"
Michelle's lofty demeanor indeed had the power to intimidate, but those words provoked Dismas, who swiftly rushed forward, grabbed Michelle's collar, and roared fiercely.
"Damn it! Look clearly at who I am!"
