Chapter 362 – Hope
"Shall we negotiate now, Evadam?" Noah said, smiling faintly as his pale eyes locked onto the progenitor.
The tension in the room eased. Evadam had stopped releasing his presence, and Virgo visibly relaxed, exhaling a soft yet meaningful sigh of relief, finally letting go of the pressure that had been crushing her chest.
It was terrifying to face an angry progenitor. But what was even more terrifying was how calm Noah remained before an event capable of erasing galaxies.
Once again, Noah's standing in Virgo's eyes climbed higher.
Evadam, meanwhile, didn't respond immediately to Noah's question. He simply stared back, clicking his tongue inwardly at how crafty and devious Noah truly was. At that point, he no longer had any choice but to listen.
He got him good.
Evadam sighed quietly. "How problematic. All signs point to the third being far more troublesome than the other two," he said, looking at Noah with open dissatisfaction.
