C132 To be a tea farmer in the afterlife

Under the burning of the green flames, the small Sickle quickly turned into a pile of ashes.

These little tricks didn't work. There was only one path left for Peter, and that was to defeat Andrea and get rid of this traitor for the Black Tower.

The wound on his shoulder constantly reminded Peter that he was not in good shape right now. If Andrea wanted to fight a battle of attrition with him