Igor looked coldly at the people surrounding him, with disdain in his eyes.
Among these people, there were Mantai and Kayne, holding weapons, enclosing Igor tightly.
"It's my fault, kind man, it's my fault!"
The old beggar wailed in grief, seemingly feeling he had done something he couldn't forgive himself for to Igor.
What on earth was going on? Amoon and Douglas were shocked, the sudden noise drawing them out of the tavern.
Though the Spirit Vision was broad, it couldn't fully discern what was happening, as they couldn't hear any sound!
Igor stood there with no fear on his face, as if all this was within his expectations.
"Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault. To them, I'm an invader." Igor said to the old beggar. In an instant, he understood what was happening, though he hadn't expected his opponents to move so swiftly.
The old beggar stared blankly at the young man, suddenly feeling that he was a savior, a messiah descending from the sky.
