Chapter 919: I Have Long Been Dead

"Sir, why get so angry? It's not worth it," she said.

Just then, a woman emerged from the shadows, holding a glass of red wine and refilled a cup for Leon Battleson, handing it over to him.

Leon Battleson snorted coldly. He did not take the wineglass from the woman but instead grabbed her cheek.

The woman seemed frightened, but her terror was fleeting, and she quickly resumed a shallow smile.

However, this time, Leon Battleson coldly scolded her.

"Don't smile. You've known her for so long, don't you know what she's like?"

The woman's gaze trembled, and she didn't speak again.

Leon Battleson seemed to be inspecting a piece of merchandise, looking at the woman's cheeks from side to side before finally releasing his hand.

The woman knelt on the ground slightly, gently massaging Leon Battleson's leg.

"How does it feel to meet again?" Leon Battleson half-closed his eyes and asked softly.

The woman pondered for a moment before finally speaking softly, "I don't know."