Mills and the other goblins instantly tensed up.
At the same time, their gaze subconsciously shifted to Victor and Denglop.
Right now, he was worried—this was nothing other than a trap.
Within this brief moment, he had already imagined all sorts of miserable endings for them.
A wave of regret also rose in his heart; he shouldn't have put the entire clan at risk for a bit of benefit.
But immediately after, a surge of hostility followed.
If they dared to lay a hand on them, even if they died, they wouldn't just accept their fate.
Seeming to sense the sinister gleam in Mills' eyes, Victor was quick to explain, "This wasn't arranged by us. They're probably here in Hope Village to do business. Don't be afraid—now that we're within Hope Village territory, they wouldn't dare to do anything to us."
As he spoke, Victor's expression carried a hint of reassurance.
In fact, he completely understood how Mills felt.
