Uncle Ragnar!
After hearing what Ghule said, Scott Lin's face turned red with rage. His eyes locked onto the head servant, Ghule. Without hesitation, Scott's hand shot out, grabbing Ghule by the collar and lifting him into the air. The servant's eyes widened with terror as his feet dangled helplessly off the ground.
"Master, please spare me! I'm just passing information! Please, master!" Ghule's voice cracked with fear, his body trembling as he dangled from Scott's grip.
Scott's face contorted in anger, and with a snarl, he tossed Ghule to the ground like a discarded rag. The servant hit the floor with a thud, gasping for air, his body shuddering from the shock of nearly meeting death. Scott didn't spare him another glance as he strode toward the inner chambers of the palace, his long strides echoing through the marble halls.