Chapter 1284 Mirai Captured
- In a small courtyard, Mirai's arm was tightly gripped by a white-skinned man. At the same time, a dagger reflecting a cold light was right at her neck.
- Across from them, there was a man in his thirties. Although he was dressed in branded clothing from head to toe, the distress in his expression could not be hidden at all.
- "Hahaha, little girl! Even though you have unique skills, you still can't escape my grasp."