Lindon lifted Magus' head by his hair and looked at him menacingly. “I'm speaking nicely to you out of respect for our history. Do you think you have a choice? Let me tell you, you have to do this whether you want to or not!”
Magus glared back at him fiercely. “Aren't you afraid that I'll treat you the same way you treated me back then?”
Lindon was not intimidated by his threats at all. He leaned in slightly and spoke in a mesmerizing tone. “You can try, but if anything happens to me, I'll guarantee that Lina will suffer far worse than you can ever imagine...”
Magus looked up at him and Lindon's eyes flashed wickedly.
“I dare you!” Magus desperately wanted to struggle.
“You know very well that I dare to!” Lindon said.
Magus was so furious that he could explode. However, with a kick, Magus found himself lying on the ground, unable to get up.
Lindon spat a mouthful of blood on the ground before walking toward him with a wicked smile. Seeing the collapsed man, Lindon stepped on his face and pressed it fiercely against the ground. “Mag, this is my last warning to you. If you dare to speak to me like that again, don't blame me for being rude!”
Even as Magus was being trampled over, with humiliation coursing through his entire body, and feeling pain so intense that it felt like his eardrums would burst, the only thing echoing in his mind was what Anthony had said— that this was something he should bear.
He clenched his fists tightly at the thought and held back from saying anything.
For Lina's sake, and for the sake of revenge, he had to endure.
Not far away, the three little ones watched with furrowed brows.
They knew what such humiliation meant to a man.
Denise was getting a little impatient and turned to look at Anthony. “Tony, is there still no news from Thalia?”
Anthony glanced at his phone and shook his head.
“What should we do? Should we really just let that person bully him like this?” Denise asked.
Anthony looked on. Even though he couldn't help but feel a bit of sympathy, his gaze remained resolute. “If he hadn't acted impulsively and struck first, none of this would have happened. As I said before, this is something he has to endure!”
“Tony!” Denise turned her head to look at him.
“Denise,” Da Bao addressed her seriously before looking at her. “If you can't bear to watch, go back to the car and wait.”
Denise stared at him, speechless.
“Denise!” Benjamin looked at her again and shook his head at her.
She took a deep breath. All she could do was watch.
Anthony was still looking at Magus.
It was just as they said. Lindon had no intention of killing him. He merely wanted to give him a harsh lesson.
A moment later, Lindon moved his foot away. His gaze swept over the black bag beside him and he walked over to open it. Seeing the hyper-realistic mask inside, the corners of his mouth curved upward.
He examined it in his hand and glanced at Magus, who was still lying on the ground, unable to get up. He murmured, “Mag, your craftsmanship is still so good... What a pity. If it weren't for what happened back then, I think we would definitely have become the best of partners and buddies.”
His words meant nothing to Magus.
He struggled to get up from the ground. Seeing Lindon's arrogant demeanor, he sneered coldly, “Buddies? Lindon, do you even deserve to use that word?”
Lindon's turned towards him, his gaze filled with danger.
Just as Magus was about to say something, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear, “Magus, don't provoke him any further. It won't do you any good. What you need to do is stall for time, not ask for a beating!”
Magus' words were stuck in his throat.
At that moment, Lindon stared at him, his eyes slightly narrowed. “Why aren't you talking? Go on, speak!”
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