Chapter 255: He Fled

Lenton's top geomancy expert, Ramon, had already fallen to the black-clad figure, and the tycoons across the venue finally panicked. Someone screamed and bolted for the exits. A chilling miasma crawled over the room, a cold wind howled. At that moment, Nash Johnston strolled out, lazy as ever. "You little punk, what a show-off. With your crooked little spellcraft, you think you can kill us all?" Naturally, that swagger came from Nash Johnston himself. He finished and stepped forward. Seeing...