Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 637

“W–Who in the world are you?” the Snake Master asked in a hoarse voice.

Mackenzie was standing close by, looking at Snake Master’s hideous face, the

evil patterns on his face, and the slippery snake scales on his body. It made

her feel nauseous, almost wanting to vomit.

She couldn’t believe that such an ugly person actually existed.

Emmanuel, however, understood more than she did. In order to become a

Snake Master and rule over the snakes, one must immerse themself in

venom and become something even more poisonous than the venomous

snakes themselves. Only then could they become the Snake Master, the king

of all snakes!

Due to prolonged exposure to poison and living with snakes, his body

gradually acquired some features of venomous snakes. Such assassins’-

forget that they also possessed extraordinary skills–appearances alone

could scare any ordinary folk spitless.

“Losers don’t deserve to ask, no?” Emmanuel said with a smile.

No way would he reveal his identity so casually, especially not in front of his

If even his wife knew, then he would’ve

nothing!

Emmanuel exerted a sudden force,

the Snake Master, who was covered in

top three monsters in

to be careless and give

the tables.

Warrior

a cry of agony, but his

gleam.

opened his mouth, and a stream of

Emmanuel.

Snake Master, experienced in countless battles, knew full well that

they had achieved a great

most complacent.

of a person in this

skills. Whoever was alive was the victor.

physical combat skills average; after

poison to kill his enemies. A killer’s objective

failed, they

the ability to assassinate the enemy at any given

killer’s

had also used such a method to kill a

have imagined that he could

But Emmanuel had anticipated it and managed to

in advance.

slammed heavily into the rocky slope, causing

black, and

blood he had spewed out was like a

clothes rapidly decayed before the naked eye.

but the toxic blood burned his skin, rapidly turning

a foul smell.