Chapitre 245: Quadruple Amputee

"Brother Night Owl, I was just joking before!" Greenwill lay among the corpses, looking at Night Owl in front of him with immense fear. 

At this moment, Night Owl held an exquisite sword in his hand, his sleeves fluttering, having killed his way through without a single stain of blood, appearing as elegant and otherworldly as a sword immortal.

Night Owl looked at Greenwill quietly, and said to himself, "You coveted my family's swordsmanship, even going so far as to put my daughter to eternal sleep, but in the end, you gained nothing." 

"Your father was such a heroic figure, but when the family inheritance reached you, you turned into a complete scoundrel."

"Greenwill, today, I will kill you with my daughter's sword," Night Owl gently raised the sword, and it seemed Greenwill was about to meet his end.

At this moment, Lady Night stopped Night Owl. Night Owl looked at Lady Night in confusion, waiting for an answer.