Graham was so distraught he could have cried.
Over the course of his life, he had fought more than fifty battles, large and small. He had known both victory and defeat, and it was hard to say which was which. But if someone asked when he had felt the most desperate, the answer was definitely today.
In truth, Bai Fu was not the strongest opponent he had ever faced.
Without even mentioning the distant past, just within the Truth Society, the Chairman was strong enough to make him feel that all his years of training had been wasted.
During his battle with the Gene Primordial, he had also once been driven into a desperate situation by one of the Gene Primordial's ace agents. Fortunately, reinforcements had arrived in time, saving him from an early grave.
Those enemies might have been strong and ruthless, but when it came to their origins, even tied together, they would not have been worthy to lick the toes of the masked young woman before him!
It was bad enough that this woman's methods were so strange that no one could make heads or tails of them. She could even manipulate him into cursing the Chairman with words like "fuck your mother."
What kind of insane skill was that?
"Fuck, I..."
Graham almost passed out from anger.
He was finished.
No one had ever dared curse the Chairman with such filthy language right to his face. Given the Chairman's personality, no matter where Graham hid, he would surely hunt him down to the ends of the earth—and with far greater intensity than when he had hunted Bai Fu.
His chances of survival would approach zero. Even so, he still wanted to struggle a little. Not for any other reason than that he feared falling into the