Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Chapter 1177 Hate The Royal Family

Crystal’s POV:

The two clowns understood that the situation was not in their favor and instantly began begging for mercy.

Rufus removed their masks, revealing two ordinary men in their early twenties. “What do the colors of these masks signify?” Rufus asked them forbiddingly while shooting a glance at the masks.

“I’ll tell you everything.” The man in the white sweatshirt was well aware of his current predicament and quickly spilled his guts.

“The colors represent different standings. The green mask is for tourists, while the red, pink, and blue masks are for staff. The colors reflect our ranks. The red ones have the highest position and are the fewest in number. At present, there are only two of them, while the blue ones are the most common.”

“So, you are the most common ones?” I asked.

assigned the simplest

have to do?” I

hesitancy clearly written on their faces. “Tell us.” Rufus furrowed his brows, iron lacing his

us who are lower on the totem pole

knew that both of these guys were lying—at least they didn’t tell us the whole truth. I angrily slammed my hand on the table. “Don’t try to fool us. If you don’t tell the

heads away from us and muttered, “We’ve told you everything we

my knuckles, saying, “Fine, then I will ask you one question at a time, and you can give

frightened faces frostily without mercy. Both the clowns were sweating profusely and nodded in

“Who is Lee?”

the owner of this circus.” The clown’s eyes darted around furtively and dared not meet our gazes, the guilt obvious

masks and asked,

us. He wears a black skull mask. We don’t have the status to meet