“So you’re telling me that you sent those werewolves after those vampires because you wanted to avenge me?” Everard asked Graham in a bone-chilling tone.
Graham had proudly explained how he had recruited all those werewolves within a short span of time and how they had carried out the perfect revenge plan on behalf of their King.
And even when he was sensing that the King was somewhat angry, he agreed to what the King had asked without any hesitation. “Yes, Your Majesty. I couldn’t just sit around and watch when our mortal enemy dared to throw fists on our newly appointed Ki–”
A fist came flying in and landed right on Graham’s face before he could even finish his sentence.
Everard had punched Graham so hard that he collapsed on the floor the very next second.
“How dare you think that you could do as you please and then say that you did it on my behalf?” Everard shouted so furiously that his eyeballs looked like they would pop out of the socket.
