The silver-haired man looked at Vale with a frown and folded his arms behind his back. He seemed more like a judge and executioner.
"Confidential?" he repeated Vale's words with a sneer.
"Inside our Hoffman Tower, nothing is confidential. Do you know how many divine crystals were drained, stabilizing the structure because of your reckless breakthrough with your spell?"
Another Immortal stepped forward and jabbed a finger at Vale. His Divine Aura leaked aggressively and pressured Vale.
"If you think you can just pay with words, you're mistaken. The Divinity you consumed belonged to the Tower—belonged to us. You will reimburse us with divine crystals, or…"
As he paused from this, the man couldn't help but show a smile. "…you can hand over the method you cultivated. You have an awesome Spell Model, right? That corrosive energy wasn't ordinary. It smelled of forbidden arts. It should be inspected."
