chapter 230 A word Su

Reverend Black was filled with dissatisfaction. But he knew that the situation was over, as all of his trump cards had been used up, and there was no hope of a comeback. Plop! He knelt and begged, "I was wrong! Let me go. I also have some abilities, and I am willing to work as your slave! I only ask you to spare my life!" In the face of death, all dignity was illusory. Saving your life was the most important thing. "You tried to hurt my family, and you still want me to let you go?" Wyatt snorted...