Tang Qi had given it some thought.
What should be the opposite of "anger"?
At first, he thought it was "sadness."
But if that were true, how could the word "resentful sorrow" exist in this world?
He believed that "anger" was an instinctive emotion, an extreme dissatisfaction felt when one's goal was not achieved.
Then its opposite should be another extreme—
Extreme indifference toward one's goal.
An extreme calmness.
Tang Qi had only experienced the feeling that "nothing matters" under one circumstance.
Sage Mode.
As it turned out, he was right—
The extreme calm and boredom, along with the soul-questioning sensation they created, caused the Barbarian before him, who had gained power through anger, to snap out of it in an instant.
But Tang Qi had no intention of thanking Shivana for giving him the chance to test Blade of the Mind.
Just as she recovered from her calm contemplation and hurriedly urged Houke to leave the tavern—
Tang Qi suddenly cursed:
"Look at how ridiculous you are. Trying to run away with your tail between your legs?"
Under the taunting effect of Verbal Abuse, Shivana knew it was a provocation, yet fury still surged within her.
With a stabbing pain in her head, she instinctively charged toward Tang Qi.
"What happened here?!"
But a shout from outside the tavern forced her to stop:
"Damn it!"
That bastard had still managed to hold her up!
This was not how she had expected things to develop.
She had never prepared a backup plan, either.
In her panic, she hurriedly pulled a badge from her bag. But just as half of it emerged, before everyone could see it—
The captain of the guards had already strode forward, grabbed her wrist, and said in a low voice:
"Put it away. Don't let them