Jaxon Roth's entire face turned the color of a pig's liver, unsightly to the extreme.
Already in the wrong and unable to win the fight, having his wounds exposed and rubbed with salt, how could he not be uncomfortable?
"I wouldn't dare, wouldn't dare, Peak Master Cameron Hunter, please calm your anger!"
Jaxon Roth endured the awkwardness.
What else could he do if he couldn't endure?
Even the Sect Master had a headache facing Delaney Hunter, let alone him; it would be strange if he could withstand it!
