Now, Brett's gaze traveled between Darius and the manager. His eyes were lit up at the prospect of there being gossip. Darius sensed this and held up a palm.

He channeled his life force to it and pretended to scratch something. As he moved his hand, something heavy conked Brett on the head, making him fall to the floor. At the same time, Brett cried out in pain.

Darius smiled and retracted his hand. "Sorry, I was just scratching an itch." Brett gave him a look of disbelief and pointed at him. H