I've been speeding all the way across the wilderness, traveling hundreds of kilometers, but I haven't even seen a single hair of a beast.
Who would believe it?
But when he thought of what Charles said just now, he couldn't help but frown and ask in return.
"You just said that Andrew stopped the beast tide alone in the wilderness?"
Charles nodded.
That's right; that's right.
"Even if you're lying, you should make it more realistic. Andrew single-handedly stopped the beast tide?
"Black Panther King of Dong Mountain has the strength of a ninth-grade. How could Andrew, a seventh-grade grandmaster, stop the beast tide?
"Even if he stopped the beast tide, he would be using his life to stall for time!"
As Saint Johnson spoke, doubts spread among everyone. There were too many suspicious points in Charles's words.
Charles was furious. Why would he lie to him?