He slightly lifted his chin, his tone full of pride and arrogance.
"Here, I am the god who controls everything, able to manipulate the lives of all of you at will!"
The battle within the manor continued to intensify.
After a fierce bout, looking at his opponent who appeared quite disheveled, Lu Shihua kept sneering, applying pressure:
"Roger, you acted far too late."
"Given the current situation, unless you're willing to completely smash the Golden Benba Bottle, you won't be able to turn the tide, nor can you stop the resurgence of the Lu Family."
Saying this, he deliberately paused, a mocking curve forming at the corner of his mouth:
"But I bet you don't have the guts, do you? You simply don't dare!"
He was clearly using these heart-wrenching words to disturb Roger's mind, attempting to completely defeat his opponent both physically and psychologically.
