Chapter 918 Not Even a Thank You, So Rude
Carson’s words didn’t attempt to hide his animosity and guard against Bryant James.
Bryant James gritted his teeth and said, "Don’t forget, it was I who pulled out this sword."
Carson mocked, "You have the nerve to say that, if it hadn’t been for you pulling it out, these people wouldn’t have died. So, what, you’re trying to take credit now?"
Bryant James’s face suddenly turned quite ugly. Strictly speaking, it wasn’t entirely his fault—after all, many had tried to pull it out, but they failed, and it just happened to be he who succeeded.
But no matter how you put it, it was he who had pulled out the sword, released the True Dragon Soul, and caused so many deaths. Had it not been for Carson’s intervention, everyone here would have died.
The gazes of everyone looking towards Bryant James now carried a hint of malice.
Even though they understood the fault wasn’t his, they couldn’t help but feel a subconscious anger.
Carson was definitely not about to let him off, continuing his mockery, "The sword was pulled out by you, but it didn’t serve much purpose in your hands. You directly handed it over to the True Dragon Soul. If you weren’t of the Human Race, not a son of Kahdas, I would even suspect that you were in cahoots with it..."
Bryant James’s face turned an ashen color, Carson’s words like a knife fiercely stabbing into his heart, twisting up and down.