Chapter 524 Cursed

On the floor, several men were currently shivering from fear. They were just poor messengers, so why did they have to be treated as such? Their eyes met the Tyrant’s, and they unconsciously felt like begging for mercy. Their thin frail bodies trembled, as they watched the tyranny place the letter that they had just delivered on his table. Heavens!.... why them? As for the tyrant in question, he looked at them in rage while wringing his handkerchief. Of course the tyrant in...