Chapter 595

Dante Thorne shot a glance at him and said, "I think you talk too much too."

Grandmaster Flynn's expression instantly sank. "Die, insolent fool!"

He stomped his feet on the ground, and an invisible whirlwind reduced all tables and chairs within a twenty-foot radius into splinters. The ground started to shake like an earthquake, and some of the guests passed out of fright.

The guests were thoroughl