Chapter 131

Saint Copperbeard frowned at his name being mangled.

“You b*stard! I don't want to waste my time arguing with you. You think you can hold me back? Dream on!” Saint Copperbeard let out a cold laugh. In a split second, he approached Gwendolyn and wrapped his hands around her throat, strangling her.

“Gwendolyn—” Roland exclaimed in alarm, filled with deep concern.

Saint Copperbeard fixed his gaze on