Chapitre 71: A Passing By Grim Reaper

A man who seemed to be in his early forties, wearing a shabby brown robe was rummaging around the forest like a mad man as if he was searching for his most valuable treasure. His face looked like he didn't even have any food or water for weeks and his black hair having little shades of grey was completely in disarray.

"Looking for something precious?" The man heard a deep voice almost sounding like a growl coming from behind.

"It's none of your goddamn business!" The man bellowed in a ruffled voice as if he was drunk without even turning around and continued whatever he was doing. It was as if he couldn't care less about this odd stranger who wanted to interrupt whatever he was doing.

"Really? Aren't you looking for Luke Ward? Isn't that right, Aldrich Ward, the patriarch of the Ward Family?" Damien spoke in a cynical tone.