Bang!
Drake was hit in the face by a punch from Wu Li and sent flying, landing right at Levin's feet, his face covered in blood.
"..."
Levin looked down at Drake's body on the floor, opening his mouth as his complexion turned pale.
Although he was aware of Wu Li's formidable strength, Drake had been his bodyguard for over a decade, and Levin knew exactly what he was capable of. He had great confidence in Drake, so when Drake drew his sword and charged towards Wu Li, Levin still harbored a glimmer of hope. He didn't expect Drake to win, but if he could severely injure Wu Li, there would be a chance to kill Wu Li today!
But to his surprise, just a few seconds after Drake charged forward, Wu Li casually eliminated him, and any flicker of hope that Levin had begun to form was ruthlessly shattered by Wu Li.
"Now, are you willing to listen to me?" Wu Li asked.
Shire translated Wu Li's words, and the room fell silent.
