"My lord, what are you...?" a subordinate asked cautiously, seeking confirmation.
"What? Do you think this old man is making a fool of himself?" the old man asked mildly.
"We wouldn't dare!"
"I believe this offer is more than enough to exchange for the Divine Beast Traces clue. In fact, it exceeds its value. It all depends on what the Rare Treasures Pavilion chooses," the old man said.
"Please enlighten us, my lord."
"Fools! It would be one thing if those people below failed to understand this old man's intentions, but for all of you to miss them too is unforgivable!" The old man's face suddenly darkened as he snapped.
At this abrupt change in tone, everyone seated hastily dropped to their knees, crying, "Forgive us, my lord!"
After a moment of silence, the coldness on the old man's face slowly faded. He waved a hand. "Get up."
They all rose, scarcely daring to breathe, and stood waiting for their lord to speak again.
"People really are so forgetful. They have no memory at all. A thousand years..." the old man murmured.
At the words "a thousand years," everyone jolted. Their hands clenched into fists, and their bodies trembled slightly.
"My lord, I understand now. The Thousand-Year Period is approaching. Our Demon Hall will surely sweep across the world!" one man said excitedly.
"Exactly. A thousand years ago, the Hall Master came from the Heavenly Demon Hall. This time, he will come from our God-Burying Hall," the old man said with some excitement.
"Young Master Pang will surely ascend to the position of Hall Master!"
"Pang Yi has the greatest aptitude of anyone in our Demon Hall's Three Great Halls in the past thousand years. The other two halls have their own prodigies, but unfortunately, they fall far short of