Chapter 179 Foul Mouth
- A tall man stood with an air of quiet confidence, clad in a simple yet sophisticated white jacket.
- His striking features were highlighted by deep-set eyes that gleamed with a cold seriousness. Though he had crossed into his forties, time had barely touched his face, yet he radiated a commanding presence that demanded respect without a single word spoken.
- Bernard crouched behind a rock, frozen in fear.