Chapter 1093: Lamb

Langda looked at Benjamin Shaw as if he were a clown and burst out laughing. "You told them to take a swing at me? Kid, did fear scramble your brains? A dead dog thinks it gets to make demands? What is this, a comedy act?" The Blaze Tribe elders stared at Benjamin Shaw with open disdain. Benjamin Shaw watched Langda, expressionless. "Did I say you could talk?" His words barely fell when his figure vanished. Jero and the others' pupils tightened; the scorn in their eyes evaporated, drowned by...