But reality was laid out right in front of them, irrefutable.
From the moment Su Chen entered the Nopheler Family to the moment he left, it only took a single night, yet he still made one of the glorious and noble Thirteen Clans— the Nopheler Family—lose all face.
Even a Bloodline Duke who had never fallen during the thousand-year holy war almost died at his hands.
"Where the hell did this guy crawl out from?" Duke Karloki roared after a long, heavy silence.
Today he'd really had to swallow too much humiliation; he'd almost been killed by a "weak" human.
Even if he was incredibly unwilling to admit it in his heart.
He could still smell a stench of death coming from Su Chen.
Even if he went all out and used every trump card he had, there was a good chance he would still suffer a miserable defeat at Su Chen's hands.
