"Huh?"

Theodore, Graham, and Orson instinctively took several steps back, their expressions changing drastically.

At this moment, they could feel the looming presence of death. A shiver ran down their spines, and they broke into a cold sweat.

If Michael executed this move of his, even if the three of them survived, they were doomed to be gravely injured.

"Sir Robinson, you'd better not do anything reckless. Or, you'll also die!" Theodore warned.

"Well, I'm already dying. I think it's a pretty good thing if I can bring the three of you together with me," Michael uttered.

Hearing that, they frowned. They wouldn't want to risk their lives.

"Sir Robinson, you still have to think about your daughter, right?" Theodore said. "I can let her go, but you must die today."

"Yes! Only if you die can your daughter live!" Graham echoed.

"Can I trust you?" Michael asked.

Theodore held his head up high. "No matter what, I'm still a prominent figure in the martial world. I won't go back