Chapter 870 Blasphemy!
Zayn had swiftly returned to his normal demeanor. He stared at Diego coldly and said in a deep voice, “Who are you?”
The corners of Diego’s lips curled into a malicious smile. He did not answer Zayn’s question directly but said in a bantering manner, “I was just wondering why that b*tch Lysithea is constantly visiting Guineve, and it turns out that it’s because you’re here. I found a new hobby, tsk, tsk.”
His remark reeked of mischief. He looked at Zayn as if the latter was a shiny new toy that he was fiddling with his hands.
Zayn let out a cold grunt and uttered ‘pretentious.’ Then, he made a move so fast that over a thousand people on the scene could not figure out exactly what he had done.
They watched as his body vanished in a flash. When he reappeared, he was right in front of Diego and aimed a slap at his face as quick as lightning.
Diego’s pupils constricted abruptly. He clearly had not expected Zayn to be so bold.
Diego could sense the danger when Zayn moved to strike

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