[Ian: Rachel, I love you!]

[Rachel: Ian, you're usually not this sappy. What's gotten into you?]

Ian dared not tell her about his current predicament.

He thought, 'If anything happens, let this be my final words.'

His phone vibrated. Rachel's reply soon followed. [Ian, I love you too.]

Tears brimmed in Ian's eyes. His lips trembled, and his heart raced wildly. 'Screw it. If I die, I die.'

He reached for the machete, opened the car door, and charged forward to help Justin. He managed to injure two men in one go.

But he had no real combat skills. He was a complete amateur. Within a few exchanges, his arm was slashed, the wound so deep that the bone was almost visible.

"Ian! Get back in the car!" Justin roared, glaring at him.

In that moment of distraction, a machete slashed straight toward Justin's face.

Ian gasped, cold sweat soaked his

dodged just in time and grabbed the arm blocking him, snapping it with brute

pain. Only then did he understand why Justin had told him to stay out of

only causing

him alone. But in just over ten minutes, they fell

was in shreds, slashed to pieces. His chiseled, handsome face

undefeated war god, a dragon

arrived. They were

blood. Gripping a blade wrestled from an enemy, he tilted his head.

no end to the

calculated scheme. Even if Justin fought his way out of the siege, the press conference would already be

roar of a sports car

"Justin! We're here!"

blue

of emotions churned in his chest. His entire being was filled with indomitable

No sound escaped

Grant, Justin had resolved to walk

to proceed in

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255