Chapter 1187: King Channing's Tax

ave time to let out a scream before collapsing to the ground. A pool of blood spread beneath him, and his eyes widened in disbelief and terror as he breathed his last."Hang the body in the attic, to w... home. If I die, it doesn't matter, but they will really be able to find my mother. I can't get her killed..."The fat man was furious and wanted to curse some more, but the three treasures went over...