The guards under the still-alive Callum watched with a smile as one of them stepped on the kid's head.
If this guard decided to put more pressure, the kid's head would be crushed.
The people from SlumStreet couldn't bear to watch, and those who tried to get up to save him were punched back to the ground.
One, two, three… Apollo counted the number of silver-armored guards in the area before his eyes fell on the giant tent.
Fifteen, including their captain, the beggar thought. The strongest is only at the 1st-Step Qi Condensation Stage. Such a weak force—there's no need for me to hide.
Besides, the Callum Family was gone, and these guards had committed a sin worthy of execution. Why not become the executioner, then?
Furthermore, if he waited any longer, the young woman inside the tent was going to die—Apollo could sense that the captain was already approaching her.
With this in mind, Apollo appeared behind the guard stepping on the kid. Then, he turned off his Hydra Mirage.
