The crowd gathering in the distance immediately grew restless.
"It's about to start!"
"Those guards… They're no ordinary people! They're high-level senior students!"
Argh!
Even though they were standing far away, several students clutched their heads in pain. The pressure in the air was suffocating. The guards' murderous aura was so intense it made them nauseous. If it felt that unbearable from a distance, what more for Eman, who stood right in front of them?
"That guy's dead meat!"
"No one can survive that kind of killing intent at point-blank range!"
Eman stood perfectly still, unmoving. Seeing this, the corners of the guards' mouths curled into mocking grins.
"Hah! Did he just faint standing up?"
"This bastard dropped unconscious in less than a second!"
HAHAHAHA!
They burst into laughter, holding their stomachs as they pointed at him with ridicule.
But then—Eman's shoulders began to tremble. A moment later, a low chuckle escaped his lips.
"—Pfft. Hahaha."
