Chapter 68 Fist Of The God Of Destruction

• As the burly men entered the hall, the atmosphere became tense. The intense pressure was palpable, especially when they saw the furious glare in Henry's eyes. It was clear that Lucian had no chance of escape.
• "Lucian, you've been mocking the Gray family like a clown for far too long!"
• "Not only did you send me a coffin on my sixty-sixth birthday and insult the Infernal War God, but you also broke my son's legs. Did you think I spared you out of fear? You are nothing more than an ant to me. I could crush you with a single thought."