Those cold gazes hidden in the crowd trembled sharply, nearly losing control and exposing themselves.
Huang Zhong's eyes swept every corner of the square like twin bolts of cold lightning, lingering briefly in the directions of those concealed presences. His voice, like ice frozen for ten thousand years, rang clearly through everyone's soul:
"I am Huang Zhong, stationed here by His Majesty's decree! From this day forward, I alone shall shoulder the peace of Water 7! Any lurking fiends, any ill-intentioned scoundrels, whether you hail from the World Government, Marine Headquarters, or any other power, if you dare commit espionage, sabotage, assassination, plunder, or oppression of the innocent within Water 7..."
He slowly drew the ancient long saber at his waist. Its blade remained sheathed, but countless fine, pale-gold phantoms resembling clockwork gears faintly revolved over the scabbard, radiating heart-stopping fluctuations. The air throughout the square seemed to solidify, and time seemed to grow thick and slow at that moment.
"...you shall be making an enemy of time, of me, and of all Hua Country!"
"Your only fate shall be death!"
The instant the word "death" left his mouth, that vast Time Pressure abruptly condensed, then withdrew like an ebbing tide. Yet everyone felt as though they had walked to death's door and back, their backs already soaked in cold sweat. Those hidden gazes vanished instantly, retreating in panic like frightened rats, not daring to linger a moment longer.
An Admiral's might was truly terrifying! Merely revealing a trace of his presence had subdued the entire square and cowed the lurking scoundrels!
Huang Zhong returned his saber to its sheath, and that terrifying pressure vanished without a trace. He resumed his deep, mountain-steady composure, as though that earthshaking scene had been nothing but an illusion. He turned to Iceburg and