A teasing smile curled at the corners of the Asura God's mouth as he ribbed the Sea God. "Hey, Sea God, take a look at this young fellow. Just what is he trying to do?"
The Sea God caught his meaning at once. His gaze settled on the black-robed man, and he said with a smile that never reached his eyes, "My good fellow, you've been standing here so long. Aren't you getting a little tired?"
The Sea God paused before continuing, "Why don't you sit down, and we can talk things over properly?" Yet just as the black-robed man prepared to answer, he suddenly realized that the restraints on his body still hadn't been lifted!
"Mmph... mmph... mmph..." The black-robed man struggled to speak, but all he could produce was a string of muffled grunts. It was as though his mouth had been sealed by magic; he couldn't open it at all.
The Asura God's wicked grin grew even more pronounced at the sight. He deliberately asked, "Oh? So you're planning to fight us to the bitter end?"
The black-robed man burned with anxiety, inwardly cursing his rotten luck. Not only was he completely immobilized, he couldn't even speak. All he could do was keep grunting where he stood.
Just then, the muscular man, who had remained silent all this time, suddenly sprang to his feet. With his hands on his hips and his eyes bulging, he glared fiercely at the Asura God and the Sea God and roared.
"Who the fuck are you? My boss fucking refuses to bow to you! What are you gonna do about it?"
Mmph! Mmph! Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!
The black-robed man's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, but he remained restrained, unable to move a muscle.
Only a few muffled grunts escaped