Wang Quan walked past every ghost god of the Northern Deep Household.
At first, the ghost gods of the Northern Deep Household were filled with conflicting thoughts:
Some wanted to beg him for mercy.
Some wanted to threaten him with a few harsh words.
Others wanted to say they feared nothing, that he could unleash whatever abilities he had.
There were even ghost gods of the Northern Deep Household who wanted to strike a bargain with Wang Quan in the face of the great terror of death.
They wanted to trade the secrets of the Northern Deep Household and the Great One for a chance to cling to life.
They had so very much to say, but at this very moment, they could not utter a word.
They could only stare helplessly, utterly motionless, as Wang Quan walked past them.
At first, they had been quite composed:
This unknown formidable enemy will definitely negotiate with us.
After all, we count as pillars of the Northern Deep Household.
This fellow will definitely talk to us on behalf of the force behind him. Ideally, he'll bring us into his fold.
That way, he can strike a blow against the Northern Deep Household while learning a great many secrets.
I don't need to panic!
He's keeping silent now to put pressure on us!
To think he could devise a way to pressure us and break down our psychological defenses at such a young age. He must be someone important in his organization.
He's almost finished making the rounds. Why hasn't he spoken yet?
Why hasn't he shown us his contempt yet?
Why hasn't he mocked us yet? Why hasn't he tried to break our spirits?
What... exactly is he trying to do?
Wang Quan walked past every ghost