Chapter 156: A Traitor, Cut Down in One Stroke!

The air felt frozen. Ethan Jelfs's corpse still hung from a forked branch. Bright blood snaked down the trunk, pooling into a stark, dark-red puddle on the ground. The remaining Rusians had turned chalk white. They dropped to their knees, shivering, and none of them dared meet Diego Santee's eyes. Diego swept his gaze over the huddled men, a murderous glint flashed in his eyes. Every one of these Rusians deserved to die. Smuggling Chiton's artifacts was nothing short of plundering the nation's...