An Insignificant Minor Character

The young man looked refined and gentle, wearing glasses that made him appear like a young university lecturer at first glance.

However, Bevis sensed an extremely dangerous aura radiating from him, like that of a ferocious and tyrannical beast.

A thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead; he knew he had run into a tough opponent.

In the past, the cautious Bevis would have chosen to drop the key and leave, avoiding the brunt of the conflict.

But now, burdened with Fang Cheng's orders, he naturally could not bring himself to flee.

"Sorry, I killed this Chupacabra leader, so the key naturally belongs to me."

"But I was the one who severely wounded it beforehand, forcing it to hide. Is it appropriate for you to swoop in and take the credit?"

"That is none of my concern."

The smile vanished from Joyce's face, his remaining patience exhausted as he strode toward Bevis. "Hand it over, or die!"

He had gone to great lengths to find the Chupacabra leader and wound it, only for the creature to escape through a moment of carelessness.

After circling through most of London, this was the only place left to search. He had just arrived, only to see the prey he had been hunting for so long harvested by someone else.

It was a testament to Joyce's restraint that he hadn't already flown into a rage and started cursing.

Seeing Joyce approach, Bevis instinctively retreated, an urge to flee rising within him.

He hadn't felt this pathetic when facing Fang Cheng, but that was because Fang Cheng hadn't leaked any aura, appearing like an ordinary person.

Joyce, however, bared his hostility and aura openly, and Bevis, already somewhat timid, immediately crumbled under the pressure.

He shouted at Joyce, "Don't come any closer!