As a cripple with no legs, Oliver lay on the ground in an embarrassing position.

Oliver never wanted to lose his dignity like that, but he had no choice. He had already surrendered to the fiends, and there was no turning back.

Oliver glared at Darryl as he begged for mercy.

Darryl wanted to take the opportunity to kill Oliver, and Oliver could not afford to let Darryl succeed.

Darryl pretended to look around with a relaxed expression on his face when faced with Oliver's hostility.

Morticia was unmoved, and her expression remained cold.

"Your Excellency!"

Oliver was utterly flustered. He continued to kowtow and said with tears in his eyes, "I'm loyal to you. Think about it. The White Tiger King's daughter wounded me gravely. Why would I collude with them and be disloyal to you? What happened just now was an accident."

After thinking for a while, Oliver said, "Besides, you haven't caught the demons yet. I can still be useful to you, right?"

Oliver's eyes were full of expectation