Chapter 15

One of Trent's men shouted at the top of his lungs, "Come on, guys. Let's go!"

With that, all of them rushed up to Liam together. One by one, Liam sent them flying immediately after. Soon, they were all knocked out on the floor.

Trent was hiding in a corner as he watched how aggressive of a fighter Liam was. He got so scared that kept swallowing his saliva. Beads of sweat on his forehead kept rolling down his face.

He had at least a dozen underlings, but in just a few minutes, none of them were left standing.

Trent hugged his arm and wanted to run away.

However, Liam kicked the dagger off the floor and it pierced through Trent's right leg.

"Ah! Don't! Don't come near me!" Trent held his broken arm and cowered as he lay in his puddle of blood. His right leg just could not stop bleeding.

Terror filled Trent's eyes as he watched Liam take one step after another toward him like Death himself.

Worried about the condition of Celena's body, Liam walked very slowly while holding her.