Chapter 303: The Skin (Two-in-One, Please Subscribe!!!)_2

"I'm not afraid of death, but if you won't save him, I'm afraid there won't be an opportunity to ask him this question," James Morea said.

Freya flicked her finger, and the unknown object blocking Guy Moran's trachea flew out, dissipating into a mist in the air.

"Cough! Cough cough!"

Supporting himself, Guy Moran coughed as if he was about to expel his lungs, gasping for air, unable to utter a single word.

"Are you not going to do it?"

Seeing Freya hesitating to make a move, James Morea repeated his earlier question, this time more calmly and with more resignation, "I'm not afraid of death; my heart already died on that night..."

"You're very honest," Freya nodded. "I didn't see the fear of death in your eyes."

"I would never offer my soul to the Ancient God," James Morea said. "In my life, I've done many evil deeds and killed many people, but I have no regrets because everything I did was for humans. Even if I could do it all over again, I would make the same choices."