It was past three in the morning.
The Great Power Faction finally discovered that the Might King was missing.
The entire faction fell into chaos.
Some suspected that the three major organizations had secretly arrested the Might King. Others believed he had been kidnapped.
"The King is the only hope we ordinary people have. We have to find him, no matter what. Even if it costs us our lives, we must rescue him!"
"Exactly. The King is our savior. We can't lose him."
"Fourth Elder, what do you think?"
Voices clashed around the meeting room until everyone turned to the Fourth Elder, Cheng Xuegong.
The others present were all ordinary people. Cheng Xuegong alone was the Might King's most perfect creation, with strength that rivaled an Awakened.
Cheng Xuegong wiped his glasses and settled them on the bridge of his nose. He looked around with a smile. "Don't worry. The King will come back. We should trust in his wisdom."
"Spare us the empty talk," Ma Cheng said irritably.
"I'm only stating a fact," Cheng Xuegong said with a smile. "The King... will come back!"
With that, he stood and left without hesitation. The others were deeply dissatisfied, but no one dared ask him to stay.
"Damn it! Who does Cheng Xuegong think he is? He got lucky and gained powers, and now he looks down on us. I'll drink the King's next potion. I refuse to believe I'd be any worse than him!" Second Elder Gong Qiang fumed.
Ma Cheng's expression was grim too, but beneath it lay unease. He suspected the Might King had fled.
He kept that suspicion to himself and quietly considered his options. If the Great Power Faction truly collapsed, what would he do?
After tasting power, he had no desire to become an ordinary