Chapter 583: Not Worthy

When Carver Irlan shot him a cold, murderous look, Nangong Le realized he might have gotten things wrong. This guy really didn't want to make peace with him. He was actually going to destroy his junk. His junk might be small and useless, always needing meds, but at least it still worked. Losing it? No way, that couldn't happen. This time, Nangong Le was genuinely terrified. Terrified, he kept stumbling back, his face full of fear, begging, "Mr. Irlan, please, don't! I know I messed up. Whatever...