Part 2, Chapter 87 This immature prince’s way of solving problems was, as always, through murderous intent and threats. Of course, Reed paid no heed to Rigarese’s menacing aura right in front of him. He elegantly twirled his wrist, lightly shaking the wine glass, and replied. “If I let you meet your brother.” “…” “Then?” “…What are you asking?” “Even...
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