Atkin, Yan Hai, Li Yao and his wife secretly disconnected from the War God Palace and returned to reality.
The entire ceremony venue was carpeted in luxurious red, and every attendant was a carefully selected handsome man or beautiful woman.
As for the delicacies on every table, there was no need to say more.
They were confident that even councilors accustomed to exquisite cuisine would lavish praise on their preparations.
They had truly spent no small amount of effort and money on this apprenticeship ceremony, which had originally been meant as a show of force against Bai Yang.
Booking out Old Champs-Élysées Avenue alone was something that money could not accomplish.
But Bai Yang's slap to their faces had come too swiftly and too directly. The sparse crowd in the venue ruined all their good moods.
Such an awkward scene simply could not be sustained any longer!
In the end, given how thick-skinned they were, they naturally chose the course of action most advantageous to themselves.
We're going to observe the enemy situation!
Over those forty minutes, after watching everything, they truly did not know what they were feeling.
Did all their efforts still hold any meaning in the face of someone as powerful as Bai Yang?
No matter how self-deceiving someone might be, under such circumstances, they could no longer claim that Bai Yang's cultivation had stagnated and that he could not become a councilor.
As long as he wished it, he could take all their lives anytime, anywhere!
The four words, "Whoever touches him dies!" were absolutely not a joke aimed at them!
Atkin in particular had lived a life of smooth sailing. Almost no one besides Hong and Thor had ever made him suffer a setback.
Faced with Bai Yang, who had appeared out of nowhere, he