Shen Ye was just about to draw his blade and test the hardness of the iron bars.
A violent surge of power suddenly came from behind him.
Boom-
Several screams rang out in succession.
All the ghosts were blasted away, slamming into the walls with a series of thuds.
Then came Rahu's furious voice:
"You think you're enough?"
Another powerful surge of Spellcraft followed.
"Wang" suddenly snapped his fingers and said:
"I have an idea."
"What?" Shen Ye asked.
"About my name-I'll call myself the White Emperor," "Wang" said.
"Why that name?" Shen Ye asked curiously.
"White encompasses every color and represents holiness and flawlessness, while emperor is my identity."
"Why not just White Emperor?"
"That makes sense. More concise-please call me White Emperor from now on."
"Of course, esteemed White Emperor."
The two earnestly discussed "Wang's" name, paying no attention whatsoever to Rahu a short distance behind them.
Rahu finished off the last ghost, then abruptly turned to look at them.
"Why didn't you warn me?"
He demanded viciously.
"Wang"-
Or rather, White Emperor lowered his gaze, and the aura around him shifted slightly.
In all this time.
No one had dared speak to him like that.
Just as he was about to do something, Shen Ye suddenly spoke:
"Warn you about what? You were the one who insisted on talking to those ghosts, and now you're blaming us?"
White Emperor gave Shen Ye a somewhat surprised look.
Shen Ye's words seemed impolite, but he had still offered the other man an explanation.
-He shouldn't be that kind of person.
Meeting White Emperor's gaze, Shen Ye gave him a meaningful look, signaling him to be patient.
Because-
Lines of Faint Glowing Text had already appeared before his eyes:
``` "Your team has defeated the ghosts in the current cell."