Chapter 115 Medical Dao's Waste

City Lord! Greafank City Lord! Just the dragon-patterned mask made it unforgettable for him. Especially tonight, the scene where Walter forcefully broke Warren's arm was etched in his mind for a long time! What kind of powerhouse was he after all? How much confidence did one need to make such a choice? Terrifying! Too terrifying. He never expected that Walter would actually chase after him. He even had an impulse to kneel down. In Greafank, he already had a notorious reputation. Yet, in front of Walter, he still felt his inadequacy! Even insignificance! "Humph." Walter snorted lightly. Just that soft snort was like muffled thunder, exploding in his heart. Norsh's body trembled. "City Lord, you..." "Shut up!" Walter spit out the words emotionlessly. Like a midnight Asura, it shook people's souls. Norsh's body trembled again, and his forehead was already covered in sweat. What was Walter's purpose in coming here? Could it be because he associated with members of the Wells