Breaking the Scam

Darsh had remained silent not by choice, but because he no longer had legs.

They had been blown to pieces, leaving behind only a bloody mess.

His agonized screams were drowned out by the chorus of wails around him.

Lagan had seen it all—seen how ruthless these two people were.

They hadn't even given Darsh a chance to plead for mercy.

The moment he tried to escape, they crippled him.

There was no room for negotiation.

That was why Lagan didn't dare to gamble on his own survival.

"You've done this plenty of times, haven't you? How many people have you scammed?" Kenny Lin reached out as if to pat Lagan's face, then frowned in disgust.

Instead, he wrapped his hand in a layer of spiritual energy before slapping him across the face.