Helping Hand

Luccio was still staring at the screen with cold green fire in his eyes.

The longer he looked, it was as if the greenish light that looked like a fire burning inside his eyeballs getting brighter. It was a sign that Luccio's fury is also getting bigger.

"Whoever meets him, must have done it before the Guardians came. In that case, it will be very difficult to find out who the culprit is!"

Luccio's fists were tightly clenched at his sides. Even now, a dark green aura also appeared surrounding Luccio's body.

Even though the aura was thin but Agatha could feel that the pressure in this room was getting heavier.

She remembered how Luccio made her go through very torturous days by tying her to the wall with his chains that tore into her flesh at that time.

Subconsciously, Agatha swallowed her saliva. What if Luccio decided to take out his anger on her now?

Too scared and nervous, Agatha's mind proposed the idea to her.