Chapter 911

Brad stood shrouded in a dense, oppressive shadow, his eyes glinting with a cold, piercing light. At this moment, he was like a lone, frigid star in the depths of a night sky. His lips were pressed into a straight line, and his gaze held an indescribable killing intent, like an enraged predator prowling through the darkness for its prey. The air around him was thick with an intense, foreboding tension. Even the wind seemed to part in his presence. There was no hesitation or compassion in his eyes—only pure hatred and a ruthless murderous intent. It was as though he was a drawn sword, ready to cut down anything in his way. Brad was like a fierce tiger emerging from the wilderness, radiating a chilling killing intent that made it impossible for others to meet his gaze. His presence made the air still, leaving only the sound of his heavy breathing and the soft click of his leather shoes against the ground. Even though Lucas was considered a prominent figure in Janctera City, he could