Even among level seven card adepts, there was a clear gulf between those from the Six Great Academies and those from elsewhere.
That was Chen Mu's first impression upon meeting the six level seven card adepts. Those from the Six Great Academies were like well-equipped knights, while the six before him were like bandits carrying crude weapons. The words and bearing of the academies' level seven card adepts bore unmistakable traces of systematic training. Put six of them together, and they gave the impression of a regular army. The six before him were no less formidable in killing intent, but to Chen Mu, they felt like a gang of mountain bandits.
The instant Chen Mu entered the hall, six pairs of eyes locked onto him, as though six wolves had marked him as their prey.
Still, that degree of danger was a mere side dish to him.
"Please, sit." Chen Mu gestured toward the seats and sat down first.
The six card adepts did not move. They remained standing, their expressions wary. They made no attempt to conceal their vigilance, which was directed not only at Chen Mu but also at the other card adepts beside them.
"You wanted to discuss terms with me. Who would like to start?" Chen Mu went straight to the point.
None of the six had expected him to be so direct, and surprise showed on their faces.
After a moment, a blue-eyed card adept spoke first. "Chief Steward White, we'd like to know whether you really are the creator of the Digital Series Cards."
"I never said that," Chen Mu replied, shaking his head.
The other card adepts' hearts jolted. Chief Steward White was indeed no easy man to deal with. His reply was exceedingly deft: he had neither admitted nor denied it. His