"Emma, you crazy!" Arthur was furious. God knows how worried he was when he watched the flying knife aim at Emma, but this girl was still joking with him as nothing happened.

"Dead girl, do you want to play again?" Arthur pressed on her and growled.

"No! No, I'm kidding! " Emma lowered her eyes and bowed her head in shame.

"Damn girl" Arthur scolded, wanting to get up, only to find that they were piling up together in an extremely sensitive posture. Suddenly, there was a riot outside the bar, and a group of soldiers with bronze masks rushed in, and it was Patrick who took the lead.

"Patrick,...