Lucian merely snorted "Dare to **** someone in front of me and also threatening me, if I don't grant you death, then I don't know what you deserve."
Kicking the body away from his deeply lodged arm, Lucian's muscles trembled violently and his body returned to its normal size.
His arm was all bloodied, and Lucian frowned at it. He should have killed him more neatly.
Tearing up Kleon's shirt, he used it to wipe his arm clean while also searching the guy for the equipments he had with him.
"You don't want to do that." Hazel said.
Surprised, "Why? " Lucian asked.
"Do you think the person who gave him the equipment wouldn't have installed something on it?" Hazel explained.
"Uhn? So you mean I can't even use the stuffs he has on him? Then why did I waste my time pursuing him! Things would have been easier had I let him go." Lucian grumbled.
Lucian had read enough novels to know that killing the son of a person with authority will always lead to trouble, always!
