Chapter 91 In Death's Clutches

"It's such a pity that you're not an innate spirit!" Ryan remarked nonchalantly. With a forceful tug, Ryan's saber slit open Lyndon's throat. Eyes wide in shock, Lyndon fell to the ground with his hands clutching his throat. Until his last gasp for air, he couldn't believe that Ryan had really dared to kill him. "You... You even got the guts to kill Lyndon!? Aren't you scared that the Greenhill family will find you and avenge him?" Dora pointed her finger at Ryan and gasped in a trembling...