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Chapter 67: The Secret I'm your fucking servant

Shaya was not surprised to hear this request.

Trisha could only invite him to do two things. Either protect Ulysses and help him become the Son of Saint, or directly kill all the other competitors.

"So, were those her exact words?" he asked.

"'When you meet Mr. Shaya, tell him what I said. Just listen to him from now on.'That's what Grandma Trisha said."

" I…I'm confused too," Ulysses added." So I asked her what she meant. She said it was the one above."

After saying that, he glanced at Shaya nervously, then lowered his head and said nothing more.

Shaya thought for a few seconds. Just as he was about to ask something, an uneasy thought suddenly crept into his mind. Without thinking, he turned around and swung his cane. With a whoosh, the cane turned into a whip and lashed out at a black shadow.

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It didn't seem like a whip that had hit the air, but rather something tangible.