Chapter 1732

"Why, you!" The man in white's expression grew even grimmer. The night was dark, and it was impossible to see who he was, but his eyes were brimming with bloodlust. The old man still had his back turned to the man in white. He was unfazed by the latter's outburst. "Am I wrong?" The old man put his hands behind him and looked in the distance. He murmured, "If I'm a loser, then what does that make you Caitfords? "Also, I'm warning you that you're not powerful enough to kill me. So, stop acting cockily in front of me. I might've agreed to help you, but I can end your life with the snap of a finger." "You Drakefords might've acted faster and worked with Jorlandians, but here's something for you to think about. Who do they trust more? Me or you?" "Are you threatening me?" The young man gritted his teeth. The moment he lit up a cigarette, the light shone on his fair cheeks. It was Heath. "Are you trying to cast me aside after you used me?" He took a fierce drag and glared at the ol