Cloth rustling echoed as Lord Hei Yung swung his palms against his lap. He observed the space between the backs of the Monarchs' floating seats and the ring where Leon stood.
Overlord Luo Fang sat there with a wide, cruel smile as he flicked his gaze from Leon to Lord Hei Yung. "Save him here also like you did in Agatha. Stupid fool."
"What will I face next?" Leon thought, darting his eyes between the Monarchs, the Overlords, and the Lords. "Whatever they want to do, I am willing to face what may come."
A rose flower outline appeared at the back of the left wrist of his blackened suit as he clenched his fist.
The floating ground Leon stood on jerked forward the moment Zarek, the Monarch of the Eclipse Sect, locked his gaze toward it.
Beneath the platform, a voting mechanism materialized before the Overlords and the Lords once the ground came to a halt.
