Chapter 17: A Personal Visit_2

Be ruthless with himself,

dare to kill...

Even if a bit older... well, age was not a problem, Karen believed that if it came to physical stamina, he would definitely not be a match for Dis.

So, the existence of his Grandpa had already surpassed the gangsters outside.

But,

that cat...

"Perhaps, this is a cat with a magic touch."

Karen looked down at his feet, only to find that Poll didn't follow him out.

"Go take a bath and sleep."

...

"Are you crazy? You're letting the noble me play the detective game with a child! Dis, what on earth are you thinking?"

Strutting its cat steps, Poll didn't appear on the desk this time but leaned against the wall, keeping a considerable distance.

"I asked you to watch him, as you said, he is a Demon."

Hearing this, Poll,

tilted its face,

and asked,

"Then why not simply kill him?"

Dis's gaze shifted to Poll in the corner.

"Hiss..."