Everyone froze at what they had just witnessed.
"W-What… what kind of power is this?"
Whispers spread through the crowd as many repeated the same question in a daze.
At last, the beam of light faded. The clouds slowly dispersed, revealing a clear sky above.
"Well done." Zola finally spoke.
Yuhe was still holding Chianxu hostage, her life hanging by a thread. Yet Zola's tone was calm — almost casual, as if Yuhe's presence meant nothing to him.
Or perhaps… it truly didn't.
Maybe Yuhe was nothing in front of Zola. And even less in front of Logan.
Because if Logan's earlier display had shocked everyone, what happened next was even more unbelievable.
"It's all thanks to you," Logan said with a faint smile. Then his gaze shifted toward Yuhe.
The smile remained on his lips, but his eyes turned sharp. A golden radiance began to glow within them until they became completely golden. His gaze locked onto Yuhe. "Kneel."
One word.
Just one.
