Chapter 1037

Dubhe chuckled. "Have you sent her where she needed to go safely?" "I did." At first, Perseus wanted to retort to him, but he thought about it and decided against it. He couldn't win Dubhe in a fight. So, he had to keep his head down and admit defeat. It was similar to when someone didn't dare raise his voice because he didn't make enough money. Someone deserved to be repressed and picked on if they didn't have power, status, or capabilities. The strong would always prey on the weak. That was the absolute and unchanging rule of life. "Excellent, I want you to come over here right away. I'll be waiting for you where your lapdog is." Clearly, Dubhe was satisfied with Perseus' attitude. Perseus remained deadly quiet. He looked extremely awful because it sounded like Dubhe was deliberately insinuating that he was his lapdog. He clenched his fists instinctively and turned on the car engine again. Then, he sped through the streets and headed to Mariteus' clubhouse. The place might h