Gao Bancheng and the others had no idea whether Mo Chen was getting desperate, but they were about to lose their minds. Brother Ye, please ease up! Don't push him over the edge!
Veins bulged on the hand Mo Chen clenched around his saber's hilt. Such blatant public humiliation made him want to draw his weapon on the spot, but he ultimately held back.
"N-no objections." Uttering those words nearly made him grind his teeth to pieces.
Bai Ye turned his gaze to the stone-faced Lord Ten Thousand Woods.
Mu Linsen showed no reaction, but Gao Shiman beside him was so frightened she nearly wet herself. Even her eyes had frozen in place.
She, too, suspected that the Black King was an impostor, but the way he had just threatened Lieutenant General Mo dispelled much of her doubt. After all, who would dare impersonate the Black King? And who but the real Black King would dare treat a Federation lieutenant general like that?
"You have no objections either?"
Seeing someone in a black mask address him, Mu Linsen recalled Gao Shiman's instructions and nodded. "Mm."
Bai Ye smiled faintly. This Lord Ten Thousand Woods really did seem like an NPC.
"Boring."
It seemed he wouldn't have to waste any time today.
He turned to leave, feeling that there was no challenge whatsoever.
Ultimately, the Black King's reputation was simply too formidable. Even fighters on the level of the Ten Kings had to give him a wide berth.
Everyone watched the Black King's retreating figure in bewilderment.
Boring?!
Did the Black King find this boring because neither Lord Ten Thousand Woods nor Lieutenant General Mo dared resist him?
The word "boring" branded itself deep into Mo Chen's heart like a mark of shame. Veins bulged across his face as his expression