Green Swamp
The middle-aged man was dead. He had collapsed into a pool of blood.
After confirming the middle-aged man was dead, Jeremy Night sighed in relief. But he was confused. He didn't know why the middle-aged man had tried to kill him.
The middle-aged man had come here to kill him, which meant he recognized him.
Clearly, he was acting on orders. He didn't know the middle-aged man before. Who could it be? Jeremy's eyes flashed with coldness.
He was not a fool. He must have made some people uneasy. There were factions here, and each elder supported one faction.
He should be careful in his movements. He made the right decision not to expose his true strength. Everyone knew that he could handle a Tier-5 beast.
But if they knew he could slay a Tier-6 beast, he would face more threats.
His gaze then fell on the corpse. Then, he looked toward the green swamp. There were beasts inside; the corpse would be eaten by them.
