Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 4127

What?

Oliver felt his brain go blank with a buzz.

He would get banished from the Demon tribe? How could that happen?

With the situation in the Godly region, he would be doomed if he were to run into soldiers from the Godly Region or the fiend warriors. The thought filled Oliver with endless fear and dread. He turned toward the White Tiger King to beg him. "Your Majesty, please spare me. Please don't banish me from the Demon tribe. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

As he begged, he cast pitiful looks toward the Black Tortoise King.

The Black Tortoise King could not take it any longer and opened his mouth to speak on Oliver's behalf.

"Black Tortoise King!"

However, the White Tiger King seemed intent on not letting him talk. He smiled and said, "You said I could do whatever I want with him. Not taking that back now, are you?"

As he spoke, the White Tiger King glared at Oliver. He continued to say, "I'm sure everyone here should know the consequences of framing the Demon tribe's hero. I am already being merciful in my decision."

The Black Tortoise King's face flushed as he scrambled for a response.

At the same time, the room was abuzz with discussion.

Mona was positively hysterical with rage as she looked at the White Tiger King indignantly. "Father, why did you spare his life? What that b*stard did was absolutely despicable. He took advantage of Leia—killing him would not be enough."

Colori Phoenix piped up as well right after that. "Yes, exactly. Oliver has crooked values and even framed someone for his crime. You can't go easy on him. You mustn't do that."

Colori Phoenix was extremely emotional as she spoke. She had wrongfully accused Darryl because she had fallen for Oliver's lies, and for that, she was filled with regret and resentment.

When she realized that the White Tiger King only planned to banish Oliver from the Demon tribe, that decision filled her with indignance.

"That's enough."

The White Tiger King's face remained unmoving as he waved his hands. "It's decided then."

'F*ck. I thought the White Tiger King would lighten Oliver's sentence on my account. I never thought he would banish Oliver from the Demon tribe.'

Oliver was his only son. If anything happened to him after he left the territory, it would leave the Black Tortoise King without an heir!

However, everything was too late.

He had said he would let the White Tiger King do as he pleased. Where would he stand in the Demon tribe if he went back on his word?

That would have to do at that moment. He would have to figure something out later on.

"Father!"

Oliver panicked and shouted, "I can't leave the Demon tribe. You have to help me! You have to! If the fiend folks capture me, I'll be dead for sure."

Oliver was hysterical. About half an hour ago, he had lied to Yooda, one of the twelve fiend Martyrs. There was no way Yooda would let that go—he might have already sent men to look for him. Oliver had a pretty clear idea of what would happen if they captured him.