"Sir, I... I already know I was wrong! Please forgive me this time... I really won't dare again..."
Night Kill's words were filled with fear!
The black-clad figure merely watched him like this, only speaking after a long time:
"This is your last chance! If I find out you do it again, I will personally make you understand what true regret is!"
Upon hearing this, Night Kill's body trembled immediately, nodding incessantly while secretly breathing a sigh of relief, knowing he had narrowly escaped this ordeal!
Yet the black-clad figure paid no mind to what Night Kill was thinking; he simply walked over to him and extended a finger, tapping several times on Night Kill's chest!
Night Kill was already used to this; every year when he met this black-clad figure, he would check his body's condition with this method!
"Not bad! It seems you've listened to me in this regard, consuming the Flower Head Ant Monkey's brains every day!"
