What?

Oliver felt his brain go blank with a buzz.

He would get banished from the Demon tribe? How could that happen?

With the situation in the Godly region, he would be doomed if he were to run into soldiers from the Godly Region or the fiend warriors. The thought filled Oliver with endless fear and dread. He turned toward the White Tiger King to beg him. "Your Majesty, please spare me. Please don't banish me from the Demon tribe. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

As he begged, he cast pitiful looks toward the Black Tortoise King.

The Black Tortoise King could not take it any longer and opened his mouth to speak on Oliver's behalf.

"Black Tortoise King!"

However, the White Tiger King seemed intent on not letting him talk. He smiled and said, "You said I could do whatever I want with him. Not taking that back now, are you?"

As he spoke, the White Tiger King glared at Oliver. He continued to say, "I'm sure everyone here should know the consequences of framing the Demon tribe's hero.