Swelling Undercurrents

Tian Wangchuan withdrew his gaze, but the others did not.

The battle on Fang Yue's side was simply astonishing.

The moment Fang Yue leaped onto the arena, frost immediately crystallized all around it.

As the frost spread, it blanketed the entire arena in white, making it look like an ice sculpture in winter.

A wave of cold swept over them, causing the white-haired elder's pupils to contract.

"Supreme Guest Minister of the Great Yang Merchant Group, Night Dawn, here to receive your instruction."

As soon as the words left his mouth, the white-haired elder's vision blurred...

Bang!

A wave of cold erupted from his chest. His whole body went flying, stiff and icy, before crashing heavily to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood.

But before he could even gauge how badly he was hurt, he was already staring wide-eyed at Fang Yue on the arena, stunned and incredulous.

"Human... Rank!"

Only a Human Rank expert could possess such strength!

That surging inner force, that terrifying power that had left him unable to react—there was no doubt! This person had to be a Human Rank expert!

He'd never imagined the guest minister hired by the Great Yang Merchant Group would be a Human Rank master—an absolute master!

Thankfully, he'd held back earlier and hadn't killed anyone. Otherwise, this wouldn't have ended with him merely suffering serious injuries!

The white-haired elder shot a venomous look at the Tian Luo Merchant Group's leader, who stood nearby, stunned and speechless. Then he gritted his teeth, stood up, bowed, and took his leave to treat his injuries.

As for the Tian Luo Merchant Group, if a Human Rank expert came knocking in anger, there was no way he'd risk protecting them.

In Chu Nuan City, Human Rank experts stood at the very