Chapter 1115: The Three-Day Ultimatum

"You little punk, what did you just say?" The old man blew up in anger, totally shocked that anyone from the Mortal Dust Sect would dare talk to him that way. "You little brat, do you even know who I am? How dare you talk to me like that! That Jonathan Chu is just a gutless coward, hiding away like a turtle... ah!" Before the old man could even react, a blood-curdling scream rang out-his hand had already been chopped off. "You bastard, how dare you hurt me!" Jonathan Chu let out a cold laugh. "Say...