He was on the verge of explosiveness every minute and second.
He could restrain himself only because the City Lords prohibited him from leaving the city.
Otherwise, Commander Dregodan would have already gone out to find that human cultivator.
But it was understandable.
Commander Dregodan and Commander Kigran had grown up together since childhood.
With Kigran's fate uncertain until now, Dregodan's mood was understandably sour.
Despite the reassurances from other commanders that Commander Kigran might still be alive, everyone knew, including Dregodan himself, that the likelihood of Kigran being alive was very low.
"If he's still alive, even if he's seriously injured, he won't take this long to come back," Dregodan said in a calm voice.
"Dregodan, you've been sitting here for a day already. Do you still intend to continue waiting?" Commander Mozzeron approached and asked him.
