The air fell silent.
Kian lay on the ground, barely breathing. His head was deeply embedded in the earth.
Peggy’s eyes flickered with shock and astonishment as she looked at Cameron.
Cameron remained expressionless as he slowly approached Ewan.
Ewan swallowed audibly.
He looked at Kian’s motionless body on the ground, then back at Cameron. Fear flashed in his eyes. “D-Don’t come any closer!”
Cameron remained indifferent.
“I-I have Mr. Xander on my back! If you kill me, he won’t let you off!” Seeing Cameron unmoved, Ewan turned pale with fear and had to mention Alan.
“Alan, huh,” Cameran muttered.
In the next moment, his eyes narrowed. He reached out and grabbed Ewan by the throat, lifting him up from the ground.
Ewan, caught by Cameron’s grip, turned red in the face. He desperately released his vital energy, trying to shake off Cameron’s arm.
However, he was horrified to find that Cameron’s body, even his arm, was immovable.
This was the overwhelming dominance of absolute power. The last time he felt such pressure was from Alan.
“Don’t kill me.” Ewan struggled frantically, flailing his legs in the air.
Cameron’s gaze turned icy as he tightened his grip on Ewan’s throat.
