Previous chapter:
Chapter 53: We’ll see?
Next chapter:
Chapter 55: Pull something off?
PREVIEW
... s, said. He stood patiently beside a desk and stretched out his hand for a piece of paper.
Zhara raised her brows. "He wants something again? Last time he bought those poisonous and healing potions."
The WireRats had become the sole monopolistic gang. In just a few months, they had grown from a small-time gang to the true ruler of the Academy black market.
Weapons? Poisons? Illegal goods? Their hands were crawling over it.
All thanks to the young Master, Severin. ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE