Chapter 412 Seventh In The World

• Meanwhile, at the Hoelscher residence, the Lord of Luceras, Dustin, was seated in a chair, his expression as calm as still water.
• The subordinates around him didn't even dare breathe.
• “Still no news from Gunnar? I had him keep an eye on the airport with his men, and now, he's nowhere to be found. What a piece of trash. He even had the audacity to call himself one of The Thirteen Titans of Luceras. Hugh is a piece of trash, and so is he.”