Chapter 903: King's Order

Inside one of the rooms in the inn that Assid reserved. Graham looked at the long sack wiggling on the floor like a worm. He leaned on the side of the door, with his arms crossed. 

The door creaked open before Assid adjusted his glasses. "I see, he is still wiggling like a worm."

"Hmph," Graham grunted.

"What is your name?" asked Assid as he closed the door.

"You think I would share my name with the likes of you?!" the Seraph Cultivator shouted from inside the sack.

"Oh, he has healed his throat," said Assid. "They are truly a troublesome creature to clean up."

"You can try ripping that sack," said Graham. "See where that leads you."