Yusof felt uneasy at the way Master Skry was closing on him. "What is doing? Is he trying to test my power? I'll be in deep shit if that's the case."

Normally, he would not be afraid of someone like Master Skry. However, he had drunk way too much, causing him unable to fully utilize his poison art. He had no winning chance if the two of them really came to a blow.

Schling!

Master Skry had already appeared in front of Yusof when the latter was still trying to think of a way out. He pulled out his sword unexpectedly and shouted fiercely, "Drop your act and go to hell, Yusof!"

A chilly energy came out of the sword and rushed toward Yusof's chest.

"How dare you!"

"Stop…"

Christopher, who had fallen to the floor, and the other guards cried out in shock. They wanted to stop the attack but were unable to since they lost all of their fighting power when Master Skry attacked them. Yes, they were enraged but powerless to do anything.

"Holy shit!" Yusof was shocked by the incoming attack