Please don't let me die here

!!!

Three exclamation marks appeared above Samson's head as he looked up, only to see the pale-faced, tuxedo-clad Lucian standing not far from him.

This ghostly thing, making no sound as he walked.

Samson had calculated the range of Lucian's castle territory, yet he was still discovered. Seeing that his plan to frame Lucian was failing, Samson stood up, ready to leave the area.

As Samson tried to leave without another word, Lucian wasn't about to let him go. In an instant, Lucian transformed into a blur and charged towards Samson.

"Damn, you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Seeing that Lucian had no backup, Samson decided not to run anymore and resolved to teach him a lesson right there, to show him that he was no longer the weakling from the snowy mountain.

Ice armor appeared on Samson, and he used his wolf claw weapon to block Lucian's palm strike.

Samson, slightly arrogant, flashed a crooked smile.