When Rama's voice rang out, the five prisoners discovered that their bodies were beyond their control, and they naturally raised their heads.
Some of the prisoners were unconvinced and secretly struggled, trying to lower their heads again. But they soon discovered that no matter how much strength they used, their heads remained firmly raised, with no sign of lowering.
Rama swept his gaze over the five prisoners before finally settling on Lenur. Smiling, he asked, "You're quite good. Would you like to join our sect?"
"Lenur greets the Sect Master!" Lenur immediately dropped to his knees and called out solemnly.
Rama smiled. "Very good. You understand courtesy and rules. From now on, you will be a Guardian Elder of this sect. Rise."
"Thank you, Sect Master!" Lenur said as he stood.
Rama then looked at the other prisoners, his gaze falling on a muscular man. "What is your name?"
"My lord, my name is Liu Mei," the muscular man answered.
Rama smiled. "Are you sick?"
"My lord, I'm not sick," Liu Mei immediately retorted.
Rama looked at Liu Mei with a smile. Sweat gradually began to bead on Liu Mei's forehead. Just as he was about to speak, Rama spoke first. "Your neck is clearly sick. Refusing treatment out of fear of illness isn't a good habit. If your neck moves even slightly now, you'll die."
"My..."
Liu Mei wanted to argue, but the moment he opened his mouth, the slight vibration traveled to his neck. Then, with a crisp crack, his head fell to the ground.
A powerhouse above level 200 had actually died in such a ridiculous manner.
Other than Lenur, who did not look at Liu Mei at all, the remaining prisoners all revealed shocked expressions as they stared incredulously at Liu Mei's corpse.
"Sect Master, Liu