At the sight of a weapon, someone screamed in shock, and the crowd of onlookers quickly scattered.

　　Zachary pulled Natalie behind him, "What the hell do you think you're doing? Don't touch the woman!"

　　Luke casually twirled the knife in his hand, never sparing a glance at Zachary. Instead, he smiled wickedly at Natalie, his gaze soft yet unsettling.

　　"Of course, I won't touch her. I can barely keep myself from feeling sorry for her. Why would I hurt ...