Chapter 281: How Is It, I Didn’t Let Brother Down, Did I?_1
Henry White was stunned.
Harper Miller’s face lost its color, while Samantha Tate’s eyes danced with excitement, her excitement was boundless.
She just knew it would turn out this way!
Rodney Compton hit the ground hard, coughing up another mouthful of blood. The look he gave Carson Flores was now filled with undeniable terror.
He had been so wrong!
Carson Flores was no fool, nor was he a naive hothead. He was a tyrant dinosaur, a master of concealing his deadly fangs!
Carson Flores looked down at Rodney Compton, who had managed to get in front of him, and without another word, delivered a vicious kick that broke Rodney’s shinbone.
"I’ll let you keep your cultivation because you’re just a hired hand working for money. Remember to be grateful for my mercy," he said coldly.
Rodney Compton groaned, but he bit his teeth without screaming in agony. Fear, reverence, and relief were the only things visible in his eyes.
As a cultivator, he didn’t fear broken arms and legs, since they could heal, but what he feared the most was losing his ability to cultivate. He was used to being a skilled cultivator, and the psychological impact of suddenly becoming an ordinary person was truly devastating.
Carson Flores turned his head and grinned at a terrified Harper Miller, "Miss Miller, it seems you need to make a phone call. This friend of yours didn’t handle the situation very well..."