"She's not dead, I can tell you that."

Shaquille was disappointed. He thought that Adrian would fall for his trap and be instantly killed, but Adrian had not taken the bait.

"She's just drunk."

"What?!" Rozi was enraged.

Marissa would become completely drunk and fall unconscious after just one sip of alcohol. She could not stand the smell of it and would even avoid wine barrels.

"You're such a jerk!" she shouted.

"She's at Everjoy Plaza," Shaquille said smilingly, "When I left, she was surrounded by four men. If you don't hurry up, I can't guarantee that…"

"How could you?!" Adrian snarled. He cut off the fake Marissa's head with one clean swipe and continued, "You can come after me, but don't touch the people around me. This is a warning. If something like this ever happens again…"

Without finishing his sentence, he grabbed Rozi and headed straight to Everjoy Plaza.

Shaquille was stunned, but he soon came around to his senses. Kicking the head that had rolled to his feet, he