Several people felt a chill down their spines.
Patriarch Long gritted his teeth, stood up and said, "Master Cloud, don't push us too far. If we didn't see it, we didn't see it. Do you want us to conjure it out of thin air for you?"
Liam Cloud lifted his hand slightly, "Let's start with you."
Two subordinates immediately approached, grabbed Patriarch Long's arms, and slammed his head hard onto the table.
With a loud "Duang" sound, a dagger was stabbed into the solid wood table.
The dagger trembled slightly as it stuck in the table.
Patriarch Long also trembled along with it.
Seeing Liam Cloud getting serious, his demeanor immediately wilted, losing all the earlier bravado.
"Wait, wait."
Liam Cloud said, "Wait for what? Gouge it out."
"Ah—no, no, no, no, no..."
Seeing the sharp dagger coming towards his eye, Patriarch Long's face turned pale, his entire body trembling.
