After Jones kept quiet, Don Albert dragged the third guy who had volunteered and asked, “Master Wade, what about this one?”

“Sean Webb is a butt bandit.”

Don Albert nodded. He relaxed his hand and started carving the six words on the man’s face.

Then, it was the fourth guy’s turn.

“Master Wade, this time, it’s seven words.”

“Hmm… ‘Donald Webb is pathetically weak in bed.’”

Don Albert couldn’t help but chuckle and said, “Master Wade, why can’t we be more direct? Just say he is impotent or has erectile dysfunction.”

can’t speak of it so directly, the

quickly, Don Albert was done

last one left was

stared in fear at his brothers and

very proud and arrogant man. His unfathomable strength and power made him think that he was the strongest guy in the world

this moment, otherwise, Charlie might be serious about carving the poem on

if it

the moment when his dignity would be ruined. The only wish he had right now was that Charlie didn’t come out with a

he didn’t understand

preferred to play it rough at

his hand, Don Albert pointed at the extremely pale Jones and asked, “Master Wade, what should I carve on this

words, right? Better make it casual

said, “Okay, carve this, ‘My Awesome Shit

was as pale as snow upon hearing

said, “But, Master Wade, the shit-eating guy is Kian Webb, not

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