"Huh? All gone?"
Bai Ye glanced down at the empty cup of Moon Sea and casually tossed it into the scattered flesh, sending up a few splashes of blood.
His action broke the deathly silence, bringing everyone back to their senses a little.
"Oh dear, this young fellow seems awfully formidable. He's got my heart all aflutter." Black Tortoise clutched his chest, looking utterly terrified.
Just as everyone thought he would act personally, he suddenly turned to the Prophet.
"Prophet, I'm getting old. I simply don't have the strength anymore. Why don't we leave this to Grand General Vermilion Bird?"
He had no idea how Bai Ye had done it, but since even he could not see through it, it was probably science rather than a supernatural ability.
After all, no one could guarantee that a man capable of developing the Temporal Distortion Field had only one trump card.
The Prophet's expression abruptly darkened. Damn that Black Tortoise! He won't take responsibility for anything! How did someone like him become a Grand General?!
Actually, he knew Black Tortoise's character very well. Otherwise, he would never have sent him to capture the Black Queen back then.
If he had sent anyone else, he would have had to specifically instruct them to go easy on her, increasing the risk of exposing the plan.
With Black Tortoise, however, there was no need to worry, because he was guaranteed to botch it.
But now that he actually needed Black Tortoise, he finally understood just how infuriating the man was.
"Speaker, about Black Tortoise..." The Prophet was about to complain when he suddenly froze, a flicker of surprise crossing his eyes.
Why does the Speaker seem to be trembling?
On the judges' bench, Du Jingzhe, dressed in a long gray robe, gripped the armrests tightly.