Deathly silence.
In the quiet space, only Lin An's heart pounded wildly!
After speaking, Lin An stared at Number 77's icy eye, his nerves stretched taut.
The pressure on both his mind and the space around him felt like countless mountains bearing down on him, crushing the breath from his lungs.
To say he wasn't afraid would have been a lie!
Lin An knew perfectly well how serious it was to flatly reject the goodwill of an Observer committee member and refuse the offer to become his subordinate!
Any other Awakened, even one at Sixth Order or Seventh Order, would probably have only dared to drop to their knees in terror and obey every command without hesitation!
And this was an opportunity beyond measure!
It was like rejecting a god. If Number 77 felt even the slightest anger, Lin An would die instantly, and everything on Earth would be erased along with him!
In theory, the dignity of the supreme powerhouses could not be challenged! Like the emperors of ancient times, who would dare defy them!?
But Lin An still believed that, after he made his choice, Number 77 would at most be disappointed and consider him hopelessly foolish.
Perhaps it was some inexplicable sixth sense, but Lin An always felt that Number 77 had a tiny bit of special "affection" for him and wouldn't hold anything against him.
One second.
Two seconds.
In the deathly silence, both brief and endless, the enormous silver-blue eye suspended overhead scrutinized Lin An once more like a cold, merciless god. Only then did Number 77 slowly speak.
"Are you certain you want to reject the path I've chosen for you?"
"Do you know what you're rejecting? What you're giving up?"
His voice was cold, betraying no emotion, but its icy tone abruptly made