Chapter 51

Whether Invictus likes it or not, he had to follow Bethel and his men to their basecamp.

"Have some tea," offered Bethel, sitting down on a sofa.

Invictus and Bethel were facing each other, surrounded by Bethel's men with recurring glances over to Invictus' direction as they whispered silently to each other.

Intimidatingly, Bethel stared at Invictus, watching the man as Invictus silently took a sip of the tea.

"For you to easily drink something an unreliable man offered, you must be really stupid or just trusted your guts."

Invictus casually put the teacup down on the table in front of the two of them and looked Bethel in the eyes. After intentionally making everyone feel his immense thirst for blood, Invictus smiled when Bethel stopped his men from causing a ruckus.

"Shouldn't the tea be paired with some biscuits to munch on? Isn't that common courtesy when inviting a guest in your house."

The basecamp was far from being a house. Inside the building, there was no furniture other than
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