"I know that you are not afraid of anyone but you must be afraid of me." Martin wanted to warn Darius Simard with his dark eyes.
"I have no reason to be afraid of you." He was never anxious.
"You are talking to me with courage after you insulted my daughter, it must be a matter of fear for you."
"I have not insulted her." He was firm.
"Dad, he told me to go back in front of that bitch." Shayona complained in the middle of the conversation. Martin turned his head and looked at Shayona with his dark gaze.
"He was right. You should have come back." Martin was cold.
"What?" She shouted angrily and Martin turned his cold gaze towards Darius Simard.
"But after shooting an arrow in that bitch's chest." He said while gritting his teeth.
"Martin." Darius Simard roared and the birds flew away in the dark sky. His terrible gaze was frightening and devasting.
"What happened? Are you angry?" Martin asked jokingly.