"Mason Raymond, how dare you say such rebellious words!" The purple-robed men around me jumped to their feet, shouting!
To them, the senior officials were holy figures, beyond any doubt or challenge!
But I couldn't care less. I got up and walked straight toward the eight empty chairs.
"Mason Raymond, you wouldn't dare!" One purple-robed guy rushed at me!
I didn't even glance his way. One casual swipe of my hand sent him flying into the wall, where he crumpled and didn't move!
These purple-robed men were just Peak Form Military Marquises. How could they possibly match me?
The other purple-robed men went dead quiet, terror written all over their faces.
I strode right up to the eight empty chairs and created a spiritual fire with a flick of my wrist.
Using the spiritual fire's glow, I tried to spot any hidden secrets in the shadows.
But even with the spiritual fire lighting everything up, the darkness revealed absolutely nothing!
"How can this be?" I frowned.
