Gulping his saliva, Baron couldn't shake away the confused look on his face as he leaned his gaze down on Noah. He saw his bruised beaten face bleeding badly as well as his breathing pattern had turned gradually slower than usual.
Moreover, Noah was struggling to keep his eyes open and it seemed as if he was on the verge of passing out. A few more fatal punches would be possibly enough to kill him at this rate.
'Wait, I didn't actually want to kill this bastard. But if I didn't get his signal wrong, Mark just ordered me to kill him, right?' Wondering inside, Baron once again tried to look up at Mark but he got the same reaction once again.
Clenching his hands which were tainted with Noah's blood, he gulped while thinking, 'Killing him actually might become troublesome for me, but even if I let him go alive, the old lady might really report the guards about it!
