Davis's eyes flickered with a trace of uncertainty as he gazed at the white-robed elder.
He wasn't even able to lift a finger while he couldn't even tell if he was suppressed under pure pressure or his body refusing to move instinctively, knowing that if he made a wrong move that it could warrant him being blasted into smithereens without a dime of an effort from the other party.
As he saw the elder gaze at him with some interest, the elder produced a snaky smile.
"Considering the timing between the Zyrus Family Prefecture's incident and now, I could say that you're most likely Dead End."
Davis's expression almost fell. He opened his mouth.
"What about Mo Tian?"
With the other party having struck a conversation with him, indicating no haste as well as hostility so far, Davis smiled and was finally able to move his muscles, his face moving towards the side as his eyes started looking for another exit of any kind.
