Chapter 938 Daisy Yeager

"Senior, even though Ezra had offended you, there is no need for you to snap his leg off!" The overall leader of the Frantic Thunder Hired Troop, Legon, roared at Lucas. Lucas smirked and his stunning face out on a faint expression. "Oh really?" Then, once again, the crowd in the hall shouted. "Argh!!!" Everyone went pale and quickly looked at Ezra, only to realize the latter was dead. "This…" The crowd in the hall was drenched in a cold sweat because they did not know how Lucas made his attack. "I'm such a person that need not have any reason if I want to kill anyone," Lucas said slowly. Legon was having a dark expression when he heard it. Brakster noticed the situation and quickly whispered something to Legon. After a few seconds, Legon looked at Lucas with his teeth gritted. "Senior, Ezra deserves it." Lucas was not interested to know how Legon managed to give in to him as his face was still looking calm. "Hey, why are there so many people all of a sudden?" A clear voi