Chapter 239

"It's not considered a fight if there's no blood, right?" Frederick's words rang out through the air as he moved, instantly decapitating Lycan.

Blood gushed forth like a fountain. It splattered over the headless corpse, sending shivers down the spine of anyone watching the scene.

Jasmine was barely able to stand from the shock. She gasped in fright, and then trembled in disbelief.

"Lycan’s dead!"

He was ranked 97th on the Aston Savant Arts Ranking!

And yet, he had been so terrified of Frederick that he was about to flee. Was Frederick even scarier than him?

"I'm sorry for frightening you, Ms. Smith," Frederick said.

He strode over to Jasmine, and comforted her. He placed his hand on her delicate shoulder as he infused her with a burst of energy. Her pale face regained some color, and her fear lessened.

Today's events were too shocking, leaving her heart greatly shaken.

"Stop hiding and come out," Frederick suddenly said.

Jasmine shivered. "Are there more assassins?"

Severa