Chapter 279: Hope You Like This Gift... (First Update)

The air was filled with a nauseating stench of blood.

Among the pools of blood and corpses, Wen Sinan stood proudly, his purple hair fluttering in the night breeze.

"Your Majesty, how should we deal with these bodies?" an underling asked.

Wen Sinan said indifferently, "Cut off the leader's head and place it at the entrance of that bar!"

"Yes!"

Wen Sinan looked toward the direction of the bar, the corners of his mouth slightly curling up beneath the mask.

"I hope you will like this gift...!"

The next day.

Old Stone, following his routine, opened the doors of the bar early, only to let out a deafening scream immediately after.

Griffin, woken up by the noise, came downstairs, speaking irritably, "What the hell are you screaming about?"

Old Stone's face was ashen white as he sat collapsed on the ground, his voice trembling, "A dead person, there's a dead person!"

Griffin's mouth curled, "A dead person? Since when has the City of Sin been short on dead people?"