The commotion upstairs was both loud and quiet. Loud enough that everyone downstairs heard it clearly; quiet enough that not a single room had been destroyed.
Yet the castle lord and the maids did not dare move. Even the Holy Lord and the others had been unable to stand against them, and now another freak of unknown origin had arrived—one who had defeated even those they could not.
Clearly, this newcomer was even stronger than the Holy Lord.
The castle lord rarely spoke with the maids, usually only ordering them about. Only now did he speak in a faint voice. "What exactly did I do wrong to end up with all this...?"
The two maids merely looked at each other. They had never learned how to comfort someone.
At that very moment, the main doors were kicked open. The castle lord initially thought some new disaster had befallen him, only to discover that it was not so.
It was worse.
"Which blind bastard stole my clothes and snuck in? If I catch you, I'll make you wish you were dead!" the tall soldier cursed. The castle lord could barely stand to watch and hurried over to stop him.
At that moment, the castle lord secretly swore that if he survived, he would dismiss both soldiers no matter what. They spent all day eating and lazing about, and everything they did was inhumanly vile.
Ye Tian had no mind to care about the matters downstairs. What mattered most now was using the Holy Lord for devouring.
It sounded terrifying, but in truth, it was merely a transfer of energy. As long as no one disturbed him, beginning the absorption now would be perfect.
Thus, Ye Tian extended his divine sense to inspect the situation downstairs and roughly understood the current circumstances.