Amazing Fighting Skills

Anfey slowly walked up with sincere and sweet smiles. His eyes looked calm and clear. Whenever Anfey was in danger, he would not lose himself in panic. The tenser the situation got, the calmer Anfey would become. He knew he had to save himself, because no one would suddenly come to help him. Enemies would not go easy on him either.

"Did you say I came to your house to kill you last night?" Anfey asked in a low voice.

Marquis Djoser spit on the floor with hatred. He answered Anfey with this gesture of contempt.

"Do you mind telling us what happened last night in detail?" Anfey kept his sincere and sweet smile on his face.

"There is nothing more I can tell you." Marquis Djoser looked sad and resentful. "I am not here to cause you trouble. I know what I am doing now does not go in line with the laws in the empire. Anfey, I only want to ask you one thing. Who gave you the right to kill people?"