C786 Let Kamala Decide Your Life and Death
Olier knelt on the ground.
At this moment, he felt that he was no longer the Grand Sheikh of the Bucktooth Dragon Tribe. He did not care about how hostile the two tribes were. All he could think about was that he wanted to live!
"Brother!" Olier's eyes widened. His protruding eyes looked as if they were about to fall out of their sockets. "Please save me!"
"Hmm?" Arslan squinted his eyes
