Chapter 862

Damian was hungry and tired. He did not know how many times he had shouted but only knew that his mouth was dry and his throat was hurting. At this moment, the door opened.

The iron gate made a sharp, piercing noise. The sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground made him feel like they were about to take him to an execution ground. Damian’s heart pounded in fear. He was tired but still opened his eyes to look at the person who approached him unhurriedly with a tray.

It was a tall black figure whose face Damian could not see clearly, but for some reason, he thought the person was smiling. The person’s smile made Damian shudder.

"Who... are you?" He asked hesitantly and instinctively backed away. However, there was no room for retreat as his back was against the wall. His eyes darted around frantically.

"You don't recognize me anymore, Mr. Damian?" The person stood before Damian and looked down at him as if looking at his prey. There was a cold smile on his lips while his eyes we