Daniel didn't even have time to apologize before he was beaten to within an inch of his life by three thugs. He couldn't even speak anymore.
Nathan looked at him expressionlessly and said coldly, "Playing dirty tricks? Doesn't matter. If you don't follow the rules, and I won't be polite to you."
Daniel felt a wave of fear in his heart. If Nathan hadn't stopped just now, would these three people really have beaten him to death?
The three of them were called up by Nathan in the middle of the night, and they all had grievances in their hearts.
They didn't dare to direct their anger at Nathan, so they could only vent it on Daniel, the culprit.
"Pack him up and send him back to Kogoli. I want Johne to see his disciple take his last breath in front of him!" Nathan sneered.
When Nathan turned his head, he saw Greg standing at the door.
"What, Mr. Marcher is ready to intervene in my affairs?" Nathan asked coldly.