Chapter 772 How Does My Fist Smell Like?

Seeing Lucy's strange behavior, Herin was stunned and looked back.

A young man with a slender figure was standing by the window and staring at him coldly.

"Who are you?" Herin asked warily.

Michael said, "I am the man you talked about, the one who left her behind."

"It's you?"

Herin showed no sign of self-awareness despite being caught red-handed. Instead, he was arrogant and sneered.

"You're back. That's great! Even if she promises to follow me in the future, I'll talk to you and tell you to stay away from us. Otherwise, humph!"

"You often have constipation, so you only say half of your words usually? If you have anything to say, just let it out."

Michael seemed to be watching a monkey's performance.

Herin said angrily, "Otherwise, I will cripple you and make you unable to be a man!"

"Who is this fool?" Michael looked at Lucy in confusion.

Herin gnashed his teeth. The other party didn't take his stern warning seriously at all, as if he was talking to himself.