Chapter 44: Only Good for Wiping Your Ass

When Ander Yale heard that, he knew this jerk needed to be taught a lesson. He let out a cold chuckle and said flatly, "Jaxon, you brag about being so learned, a connoisseur of antiques. Don't tell me you're like last time-flashy on the surface, useless underneath." Jaxon Scots's face darkened. "Ander Yale, last time I let you off. Did you really think I was afraid of you?" Ander nodded repeatedly. "Right, right. You were so magnanimous you ended up carrying yourself out." "I still remember you...