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.

“Yes, we are assigned the simplest

do you usually have to do?”

the hesitancy clearly written on their faces. “Tell us.” Rufus furrowed his

lower on the totem pole usually only perform some chores, such

these guys were lying—at least they didn’t tell us the whole truth. I angrily slammed my hand on the table.

away from us and muttered,

and cracked my knuckles, saying, “Fine, then I will ask you one question at a time, and you can give me an honest answer. If you don’t, I’ll pull your

now.” I watched their frightened faces frostily without mercy. Both the clowns were sweating profusely and nodded in agreement. We’ll tell you everything

“Who is Lee?”

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

put down the masks and asked, “Does

ultimate authority figure. He is different from all of us. He wears a black skull mask.