Chapter 2557
"Why? Why are you doing this? You're not my senior, are you? Why are you helping these villains?!" Whistler roared.
“Villains? Haha, well, thank you for the compliment,” Yellowhorn said, unusually excited. “It seems like you really don’t understand this senior of yours.”
Oakley remained silent, his expression dark. However, he still said nothing. All he wanted now was for Whistler to die and then to kill Linden. Only then could he complete his plan.
Oakley quickly moved to Whistler’s side. Without enough time to dodge, Whistler could only rely on his instincts to muster some form of defense. However, Oakley’s attack was too powerful. The moment he felt the killing intent, Whistler knew he had no chance of withstanding it.
What should he do? Was he really going to die this time?
Looking at the ferocious man before him, the image of the kind and gentle senior from his memory came overlapping. Why? Why would he do this?
There was no time left to think. As the attack was about to lan

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