Chapter 511 Do Not Hurt Him

• The rain was heavy, forming numerous puddles on the ground. Arthur crouched and held Callum's chin. Trickles of rain trailed down Callum's cheek, drenching his shirt. "Look at you, Callum. You look so pitiful that even I start to feel sorry for you." Though, his words and actions didn't match at all as he tightened his grip.
• "What do you want? Just spit it out." Callum broke free of his grasp and stared at Arthur without fear.
• "Still stubborn as ever. I might just kill you, you know." Arthur whipped a knife out and smacked it against Callum's cheeks. His movement was slow and elegant. It was as if he was holding a handkerchief rather than wielding a dangerous weapon.