Chapter 382: Daxton Greaves's Death

Daxton Greaves knelt on one knee, his face drained white as paper, terror stretched to its limit in his eyes. His body swayed, ready to crumple at any moment. Not far away, the Old Village Chief, a Martial Venerable Realm expert, reacted fastest. He lunged in and caught Daxton before he fell. Even so, his brows stayed knitted tight, his expression heavy. "Save me… Chief…" Daxton clutched the Old Village Chief's sleeve, his voice barely more than a breath. Fear flooded his gaze. All the arrogance...