Grunt took a deep breath as he scrambled to speak. "Let's not make rash decisions, Oliver."

"What's it to you?"

Oliver smiled coldly, eyeing Grunt. "Are you going to let them go, General Grunt?"

Leia let out a breath of relief. At the same time, she glared at Grunt, disgust in her eyes.

What a b*stard! He had taken advantage of Darryl's weakness to attack him and Leia. Since Oliver had made his move, Grunt started to cower.

The Nine Heaven Emperor should be ashamed, having a subordinate so lowly.

Next to Leia, Darryl frowned.

Would Grunt and Oliver go that far? Would a fight break out between the two of them?

"Prince Oliver."

Just as Darryl pondered the situation, a smile appeared on Grunt's face. He called out to Oliver. "You want the girl? You can have her. I'll let her go for the sake of the bigger picture. I'm sure you know as well as I do that it's far more important to join forces to take down the fiends."

Grunt waved a hand at the soldiers by his side. "Go on, free Lad