As he spoke, he locked the car door, and then swiftly returned to his usual demeanor — cool and aloof, his deep and narrow eyes filled with murderous intent, staring at the people in the Black Market.
He wore military boots.
When he arrived, he was in a black coat, but he had just taken it off and draped it over Eva Nightingale.
"Lucas Knight…" Those people never expected that he would come alone.
"Brothers, don't be afraid!" Sensing the man's powerful aura of dominance, the group of brutes was sweating profusely, and some even hesitated. The leader shouted, "Brothers, let's attack together, let's make sure he never returns tonight!"
Lucas Knight stood there, seemingly calm, outwardly showing no signs of anger, as if he hadn't even heard their words.
In this manner, he appeared all the more dignified and noble.
In two seconds, he took out the document in his hand, and right in front of everyone, he burned it!
Very well.
