"Aside from Xu Yi's appointment, today we have another important matter, the punishment of a traitor!"
Freddie's gaze suddenly turned vicious as he stared at Handon, who was tied up like a rice dumpling, below the stage.
All eyes present fell upon Handon, heads bowed, hiding the sadness in their eyes, feeling something akin to the sorrow of one animal when another animal dies.
Handon had built a good network of connections, and many had benefited from his kindness.
"Let's discuss the method of punishment, shall we throw him into a pot of boiling oil, or slice him into thin sashimi-like slices?" Freddie asked with interest.
His reason for keeping Handon was to make an example out of him.
He had already devoured the soul of a deity, breaking the shackles on him, and he needed to consume more "Dream Ore" to become even more powerful.
In order to get the miners to mine efficiently, he needed such a rally, and Handon was the sacrifice for the rally.