Chapter 842

"Blood Shura? What the hell is that?" Perseus watched from the back as Dubhe left, his brows furrowed together tightly as his back broke out in cold sweat. Terrifying thoughts started flooding his mind. He, Catherine, and Hestia had chosen a random hotel to check in. How did they bump into Dubhe? Did one of them tip him off, or was his location being tracked? Dubhe's boldness also shocked Perseus. Hestia was such a proud woman. Given her personality, even if she had no feelings for Oliver, she would give him two tight slaps for calling off the engagement. In spite of that, Hestia didn't dare to hurt him and went drinking, numbing herself. She even vented her frustrations on Harley. If Perseus hadn't stopped her, she would have killed Harley for real. This showed how terrified she was of Ouranos, but Dubhe didn't take Ouranos seriously and claimed that he could help take care of them. In addition, he was jailed three years ago after he assaulted Gilbert. From the way Dubhe put it,