Hearing that unhurried, sarcastic voice, Si Ma Zhenzong's expression immediately darkened.
The other Decision Makers also turned around curiously, trying to find the person who had spoken.
Soon, they saw the man.
He sat in a specially made chair resembling a wheelchair, slowly being pushed forward by two bald, burly subordinates.
Everyone who saw the man was filled with curiosity and confusion.
A buzzing wave of discussion broke out.
"Who is he?"
"Where did this guy come from? He's not a member of our civilization group, is he?"
"Don't know him! Never seen him before!"
"Is he from another civilization group? How did they let him sneak in?"
After seeing that deathly pale man with long hair, looking like a hanged ghost, all thousand-plus Decision Makers wore uncertain and startled expressions.
They had never seen this man before and had no idea of his identity or origins.
For a while, everyone spoke over one another, discussing the man's identity.
Though they were shocked and angry, none of them made a move.
They had noticed that Si Ma Zhenzong showed no reaction whatsoever upon seeing the man.
Si Ma Zhenzong was even exceptionally calm and composed.
That meant this fellow was either a guest Si Ma Zhenzong had invited.
Or the two knew each other and were on rather good terms.
Sure enough, just as everyone was guessing at the man's identity, Si Ma Zhenzong spoke.
He stared at the long-haired man, whose hair had grown so long that it was coiled behind his back in the shape of a spiral mosquito coil, and gave two dry chuckles.
"Long Hair, this matter has nothing to do with you. It is an internal matter of our Aldorf Civilization Group Commonwealth."
"Go wait for me next door for a while. We can discuss