Chapter 296

"Theophilus, do you think knowing Isidore in Los Angeles gives you the right to be arrogant and audacious?" Benedict's eyes were frosty, his voice shaky with rage: "You've made a mockery of me. I'll make you wish for death."

Theophilus remained unperturbed, squeezing Benedict's throat tighter and saying: "If you're not satisfied, summon your Panchak clan to face me."

Benedict, that fellow is somewhat amusing indeed. He thought that he would be invincible under the heavens simply by brandishing the name of the Panchak clan in Los Angeles. He slaps someone first yet is surprised to be retaliated against, even questioning why one would dare to hit him back. What's going through his mind?

"Ha, damn, you've got quite the nerve. Did you call for a Panchak to meet you? You might be unaware of how terrifying the Panchak family can be." Benedict's gaze on Theophilus was icy cold.

"Kno