Upon hearing that, Thomas Emiliano clenched his fists tightly.
This man held a deep blood feud against him, yet, after ten years of infatuation, he both loved and hated this man. He even thought that as long as he accepted him, he would be willing to let go of that deep-seated enmity.
"Baron Stuart? Are you really going to be so ruthless?" His pained pupils gradually grew cold and indifferent.
But Baron Stuart just found it amusing and said coldly, "I have never needed to show mercy for disgusting things."
"Really?" Thomas Emiliano's expression gradually turned cold, his eyes darkening, and even Baron Stuart couldn't help but feel a bit surprised.
Henry Wingston had said that in recent years, Thomas Emiliano's growing power in the darkness was not to be underestimated, and at this moment, he seemed to sense a murderous intent from this man's face.
Baron Stuart couldn't be bothered to care and coldly turned his gaze away, preparing to leave.