The raised platform was enormous, carved from a single piece of stone. Its surface was smooth and level, completely empty of any objects. Formation patterns were likely inscribed within it.
A certain boss's face darkened slightly.
There wasn't even a chair. Was he supposed to stand the whole time?
He had no interest in those useless Rules and decided to do whatever felt comfortable.
With a light snap of his fingers, firefly-like lights of a summer night appeared out of thin air. They gradually traced out a shape, condensing into a luxurious, spacious chair.
Luo Chuan nodded slightly, quite satisfied.
As for the countless gazes around him, honestly, they were difficult to ignore. Pretending not to care was basically impossible; the sea of people stretched as far as the eye could see.
Fortunately, a certain boss had seen plenty of great storms and towering waves. His experiences in the Shadow Realm were still vivid in his mind, and the pressure brought by the stares of the Shadow Dwellers had been far greater than this.
Creating something from nothing, and without the slightest trace of spiritual energy throughout the process, was difficult even for Venerable Seeking the Way.
Sure enough, Luo Chuan's actions gave rise to waves of astonished exclamations.
He had no idea what there was to get so excited about.
Sitting down, he looked around at the pairs of eyes fixed on him. Luo Chuan was suddenly struck by a realization. Back when he had been in school, the lecturers invited to give motivational speeches and ladle out chicken soup probably felt like this.
He had no particular thoughts, and even felt a little guilty. After all, he was "fooling" them. Well, it did not really count as fooling them...
No one spoke. Even those who usually talked the