Chapter 642

After the middle-aged man left to rest, the steward immediately straightened up, sat back in his armchair, and set his face, gaining a powerful air about him, rather imposing. "Men!"

After calling people in and making a round of arrangements, the steward finally lifted his teacup, a dark smile flashing across his face.

However, before the teacup could be raised, a young yet calm child's voice abruptly rang out in the room.

"Are you happy?"

"Who's there?! Come out!" The steward was shocked and shouted loudly by reflex, but immediately afterward, he quickly steadied himself, rose, and bowed distantly to the surrounding air. "Senior, I am a member of the Rain Clan. If there has been some misunderstanding, then on account of the Rain Clan, please grant me a chance to bury the hatchet."

Though this steward was now both stalling and begging for mercy, in his heart, he was panicking!

One had to know that with the shout he had just let out, under normal circumstances, the other Rain Clan members here should definitely have already barged in to see what was going on, yet the truth was that none had!

Not to mention that even now, he still had not detected the exact location of the person who had spoken just now!

All of this was enough to prove that the newcomer's strength was not to be underestimated! For now, he could only deal with the other party as best he could and stall them, until someone else noticed something was wrong.

Just as the steward's words fell, under his horrified gaze, a pair of little child's hands appeared out of thin air and directly tore open space. Then a child of six or seven years old walked straight out from within.

It was precisely Shi Hao!

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