Boss Flood prided himself on acting openly and honorably and would never consent to disguising himself. There was nothing to be done about that.
Although several of them were disguised, whether they wore disguises or not, ten people standing beside Flood Great Shaman were simply too easy to recognize.
There was not even any need to recognize them. With the slightest connection, anyone would know who these eleven people were!
At that moment, the pressure surged to the heavens. Ye Changqing, Xiang Kuangren, and the other two felt their spines cracking and creaking. Only by exhausting every ounce of their strength, goading their mental reserves in a manner akin to Draining the Pond to Catch the Fish, did they avoid falling to their knees and disgracing themselves on the spot!
"What are you doing?"
A voice chided them with a laugh. "Every last one of you-are you trying to frighten children? You still have the inclination for that? Not bad. Should I say you're still a child at heart?"
A middle-aged man with graying temples appeared and stood before Flood Great Shaman. Instantly, the invisible pressure bearing down on Ye Changqing and the others vanished without a trace.
Liehuo grinned. "We all have eyes to see. Every one of us has already reined in our aura completely. It's just that these youngsters harbor rather strong hatred, especially the youngster in the lead. He actually seems to have met Boss Hong face-to-face before. His memories of past experiences triggered a backlash. How can anyone else be blamed?"
As he spoke, he swept a peculiar glance over Xiang Kuangren, his eyes roving over him several times, sizing him up from head to toe.
Xiang Kuangren's gaze grew puzzled. *This must be Great Shaman Liehuo, right? I've never met him... come to think