Chapter 1181
Melody would not have had the courage to make such a bold move if she was not drunk.
She felt weak and giddy while Nash's hand roamed her body.
Their eyes met briefly.
With her hands wrapped around Nash's neck, Melody asked with a slight gasp, "Should I..."
However, just as Nash was about to make the final move, his phone rang.
"Damn it!"
Nash reached for his phone and was about to hang up, only to realize that the caller was Henry Quentin.
After a moment's hesitation, Nash answered the call and said with a hint of irritation, "It'd better be something really important, or you're so dead!"
"Well, there's a killing spree at the Martial Arts Association, so I guess it's pretty important?"
"What?!"
Nash rose immediately.
"Yeah. Apparently, there's a Mystique Loyalty Realm martial artist who went around killing people at the Meyers' martial arts hall, so my bet is he'll hit the Flow Martial Arts Hall next."
"Ok, thanks for the update!"
Nash hung up and quickly got dressed.
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