Chapter 1159
"Get lost, you pathetic coward!" Perseus snarled with his eyes filled with contempt, shoving Fred aside. "If I'd known you'd turn out this way, I wouldn't have saved you back then! You would have been better off staying in bed, sparing your grandfather and the Jagger family the utter shame!"
"Perseus, I…" Fred trailed off, his face turning red with shame. He didn't want to be a coward, either. It was just that he had no choice! It was just like being a new inmate in prison—one would get hazed and roughhoused. Since he was a newcomer at Ouranos, it was an unavoidable situation.
"Scram!" Conan bellowed, glaring at Fred. He then leaned in toward Perseus, saying, "Go on! Hit me if you dare! I'm not apologizing to anyone, no matter what. If you can—"
Yet, before Conan could even finish his sentence, Perseus' fist, as hard as a brick, landed squarely on Conan's cheek.
A guttural scream tore from Conan's throat as his face contorted into a mask of pain, with blood splattering through the
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