Chapter 5501 Thankless Crowd
- With the word "traitor" hanging over Jared's head, hostility spread through the gathering like wildfire. Eyes once clouded with confusion now blazed with murderous intent.
- A barrel-chested brute, beard bristling like iron wire, stamped forward. "Who are you? And why are you ruining this?" he roared, hefting a war-axe that crashed against the stone.
- Silver light rippled along the axe's edge—keen enough to promise Jared two neat halves at the slightest twitch.