Chapter 587: Appearing with a Big Belly

"Orlando, you're here as well?" Even with a gun pointed at him, Dylan Wellington's face remained relaxed and composed.

He looked up at the tall, thin man with an expression of indifference behind Rodney Rhodes. He resembled Sebastian Lucas VII, and he was aiming his gun at him.

A seductive and beautiful corner of his mouth curled upward with a hint of sadness and mockery.

"Well, pointing a gun at me is not the first time you've done this, Orlando. I thought you'd have grown a bit over the years. How come... after being stripped of the 'Seventh Master' title and following that man around with your tail between your legs, you've become so gutless?"

Dylan Wellington took a sudden step forward, reaching for the gun barrel, "If you dare, shoot me in the forehead. If you don't have the courage, get out of my way!"

The man he was scolding had a flicker in his dark eyes.

His hand holding the gun was even slightly trembling.

He had always been the best shooter among the Lucas family.