His voice held a sob, his acting so convincing he seemed like nothing more than a pitiful wretch, a plaything of fate.
But the instant the words left his mouth, a flash of extreme malice and insanity glinted in his eyes!
He gathered all the remaining energy in his body and opened his mouth. A thin but exceptionally scorching line of fire, the embodiment of his last hope, shot toward Julian Ford's face like a striking viper.
This was his hidden final blow!
Unfortunately for him, he was facing Julian Ford.
A Julian Ford who had never believed a single word he'd said and had anticipated his every possible move.
Just a millisecond before the line of fire erupted, Julian Ford's figure once again vanished into thin air like a ghost!
The line of fire hit nothing but air, searing the broken wall behind him and leaving a blackened crater.
