Chapter 329: Immovable Fist

That crushing strength on his wrist made Quentin Holester break out in a cold sweat. This new Mr. Santee… he was anything but ordinary. With his fist locked in an iron grip, Quentin felt a helplessness he couldn't fight through. In the depths of Diego Santee's eyes, a fury coiled like a storm, chilling to the bone. Defying your superior. Ignoring orders. By the Rose Society's rules, that was enough to break an arm as a warning to the rest. If Diego wanted, he could twist and snap Quentin's...