Chapter 1937

"Wow!" Suddenly, a loud voice came from nearby. Morpheus' expression changed, and he instinctively shielded Persephone behind him. "A really fine little beauty!" Louis Newnes walked over. "Morpheus, is this your girl?" Morpheus' gaze turned cold with a hint of a killing intent. He was preparing to personally escort Persephone out, but Louis intercepted them. "With such a good-looking young lady, you're not even willing to share? We may be opponents in the ring, but aren't we brothers outside?" Morpheus snorted, spitting out two words sharply, "Fuck off!" Louis immediately turned fierce. A war between both men was imminent. Persephone gripped Morpheus' arm, carefully observing the arrogant man. He had golden hair, well-defined features, and was muscular like a Roman soldier. To Persephone, Morpheus was already strong, yet this foreigner seemed equally powerful. The two men faced each other like two lions, about to engage in a life-or-death struggle. Louis sneered, speaking cho