Counterattack in Desperate Situation (3)

Shui Miao's expression was extremely ugly. The stakes he used to take revenge on Shen Yanxiao had become his own grave.

His previous promise represented his pride and self-esteem, as well as the reputation of the Qingyuan Tribe.

If he went back on his words, he would become the object of ridicule for all the elves.

All the provocations were carried out in front of the elves of the Moonshine Tribe. Shui Miao did not doubt that the elves of the Moonshine Tribe who hated him to the bone would not change their position and stand on his side to protect his secret.

"You win! I admit defeat!" Shui Miao disregarded the pain on his body and tore off the badge of the Silvermoon Guards that was stained with blood from his chest and angrily threw it towards the stage.

The silver badge made a crisp sound on the stage as it rolled to Shen Yanxiao's feet. A glaring blood drop stained half of the badge red.