All the humans present were quite speechless. You asked him to protect you, and yet you did not say anything to persuade him. Instead, you became even more arrogant.
Graham grabbed Ralf's neck and lifted him up. Ralf was thin and small. He was no match for the tall and strong Graham.
Graham carefully probed, but he did not take any further action against Ralf.
Because he was unsure of the reactions of the treants, he was now afraid of both sides.
Fortunately, the treants did not react. They quietly looked at Graham. The strange actions of the treants calmed Graham down.
At this moment, a voice came from afar.
"Put down my good grandson, you hateful human."
When Ralf heard the voice, he was extremely excited, and his eyes instantly became moist.
"Ancestor, come and save me, this human wants to kill me!"
