Quinn's eyes nearly popped out of his sockets. Adrian indeed was more formidable than he had imagined. He desperately suppressed his fear and pleaded pitifully, “I've confessed everything. Can you please let me go? That’s the only way for me to return home."

Adrian shook his head. He was determined not to be Shaquille's scapegoat. If Quinn was just one of Shaquille's pawns, things might get troublesome if he let Quinn go.

"I'm worried you'll be silenced to cover up the crime,” Adrian said.

"Really?" Quinn covered his chest and found that his wound had already scabbed over. "What medicine did you use on me?"

"I'm not telling." Adrian did not have time to bother with Quinn right now.

After the men in black had been buried, Rozi hurriedly ran over. "Adrian, Igor has recovered. He said he wishes to give the Purple Scimitar to you as a token for saving him. He has already left."

Adrian was overwhelmed with joy. Possessing a formidable weapon boosted his confidence even further. If Sh