Chapter 68: Helen Sinclair

"Alright, I'll wait until the assembly starts to teach this useless piece of garbage a lesson!"

Rayan Lee took a deep breath, his eyes slightly squinting as a cold light flashed by.

A piece of garbage?

A faint smirk appeared at the corners of Wyatt Barnes's mouth.

Did this Rayan Lee truly believe that last time he conceded the duel, he was frightened of him?

Last time insertion by Clan Chief Atticus Lee was there.

Otherwise, he would have never conceded.

This time, no one can stop him!

"Let's sit over there."

With a look of disgust at Rayan Lee, Jovie Lee, resembling a fly's avoidance, pulled Wyatt Barnes by the hand toward an unoccupied pavilion not too far. They sit shoulder to shoulder.

Seeing this, Rayan Lee's eyes were filled with rage!

Wyatt Barnes.

Today, your death is certain!

In Rayan Lee's mind, he had already sentenced Wyatt Barnes to death.

In his view,