章節 108: Anger

Perhaps Heath's acting was a little too much, or maybe Grice wasn't that stupid.

In short, in the face of Heath's arrogant provocation, he didn't roar and charge forward. Instead, his expression became a little more guarded.

Grice was very clear on how strong his constitution was. Even if his tongue was a weak part of his body, it wasn't something that ordinary attacks could hurt. The fact that he had fought with the disciples of the Light Cult for so long was the best proof.

However, this kid who suddenly appeared cut off a part of his tongue with a sword. It was enough to prove that he had a reason for his arrogance.

He stared at Heath warily and asked, "Who are you?"

As he spoke, he secretly activated his magic power. The broken part of his tongue immediately began to squirm. Scarlet flesh sprouted out, and the injured tongue instantly recovered to its original state.