Underground King

A middle-aged man with a well-built and muscular physique strode into the room with wide steps.

Behind him were five large men carrying iron clubs.

They all looked like angry elephants after seeing Ethan's condition. Obviously, they had arrived too late.

"Young Master, what happened to you?" The middle-aged man quickly walked past Sebastian as he approached Ethan.

Unexpectedly, Ethan slapped the man in the face with his remaining left hand.

"Fuck you, Ronald, you're late!" Ethan yelled back. "Don't you see my current condition? Look, I lost my hand!"

In a panic, Ronald asked, "Young Master, who would dare to treat you like this? I'll make him suffer a thousand times worse!"

"Moron, that person is right in front of your face!"

As Ronald Dominic followed the direction Ethan's finger pointed, he was quite surprised to find Sebastian there.

This was very strange.

Ronald thought that whoever made Ethan lose his right hand must be armed, at the very least he was carrying a sword or a large

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