Chapter 185

The old man was scrawny and short. He had deep wrinkles on his face and caved-in eyebags that somehow flashed wickedly from time to time. His stare was similar to that of a viper. More importantly, his fingernails were maroon in color, extending long and sharp. It resembled the claws of a hawk who had just crushed its prey. It was frightening to look at. “Elder Nevermore, you’re here just in time! Kill this man for me!” Cain was delighted by the old man’s arrival. He pointed at Andrius and commanded the old man to kill him. “Young Master Crestfall, a piece of cake.” The old man cupped his fists at Cain before he headed to Andrius. He said as he walked closer, “Kid, I am Ulysse Nevermore, a pseudo-martial artist.” He sounded proud and his gaze at Andrius was full of disdain. “I cultivated the Nine Yin Skeleton Claws, and I have mastered it to perfection.” Then, he swung his hands in the air. Swoosh! Clank! Powerful qi energy blasted forward. The tea table beside hi