Mu Yuang laughed like a child whose prank had worked. He laughed without restraint until tears streamed down his face, with no sign of stopping.
He was happy. Truly, truly happy!
Not once since losing to Mo Fan had he felt this happy!
It felt incredible!
Watching someone sink deeper into despair felt incredible!
The person Mu Yuang wanted to torment most was Mo Fan, but circumstances wouldn't allow it. Tormenting Zhou Sining was a decent substitute.
Stillness.
A deathly silence.
On the other side of the iron bars, the Falcon Tribunal Officer, Mo Fan, Xu Zhaoting, and Mu Nujiao fell silent after hearing Mu Yuang's words. Even their breathing grew cautious.
The four stood in an arc, their eyes fixed on Zhou Sining at its center.
The young man clenched his fists so tightly that veins stood out. A terrifying aura radiated from him, like a volcano on the brink of eruption.
At some point, the room's temperature had soared. Even the mages felt the heat.
The air visibly warped and churned, showing just how hot the room had become.
Pop!
A small, sharp burst sounded beside their ears. When they looked again, dense white flames had spread across the entire room like a carpet!!!
"Zhou Sining, we understand your pain, but put away your flames!" The Falcon Tribunal Officer reacted first.
A Star Map was already forming in his hand. If Zhou Sining hadn't earned merit and had good reason to be upset, he would have subdued the man at the center of the flames long ago.
"Zhou, calm down!" Mo Fan had regained his composure too. As a Fire Mage himself, he could bear the heat better than the others.
He walked up to Zhou Sining and patted him on the shoulder.
**"How am I supposed to