Xiu Yan looked at Gana, who was ghostly pale, and sneered, "Should I kill you now, or should I let you go?"
Although it was a choice, the murderous intent that flashed in Xiu Yan's eyes was like a stone spear stabbing into Gana's heart.
He was terrified, realizing that Xiu Yan actually wanted to kill him.
Gana broke into a cold sweat and hurriedly got up, his face ashen as he looked at Xiu Yan: "Don't kill me, I... I can tell you everything I know."
Gana truly did not want to die. He had only come of age not long ago, had not even found a mate, nor had any offspring of his own.
Xiu Yan looked down at the Orc kneeling on the ground, "I could spare you, but you must swear loyalty to the Watson Tribe before Lord Beast God."
Gana did not dare say another word and immediately swore fealty to the Beast God devoutly.
Xiu Yan nodded, "I ask you, why has the poison in the nearby sea not dissipated?"
