Chapter 1892 The Mystical Fruit
- Lord Voodoo's expression stiffened slightly, but he quickly said, "You misunderstood me, Gregory. I'm not trying to do anything like that."
- Gregory glared at him and declared icily, "Lord Voodoo, since you refuse to tell us the truth, we won't waste any more time talking to you either! Macon, cut that fruit in half. We'll each take half of it and be done with this."
- Macon smirked and nodded. "What an excellent idea!"