He was a Great Martial Master Fifth Rank, but an accident during his martial cultivation had left his mind unstable—lucid one moment and violently insane the next. The terrified students in the museum didn't dare to move.
Just then, a nearby elevator chimed, signaling its arrival.
DING—
A sliver of light illuminated the hall. Martin Archer immediately dragged Hannah into the elevator with him.
"What do we do? He's taking her to level B1."
The student watching from the monitoring room turned pale with fright.
Seeing his own son and his classmates still fumbling around on level B1, Wayne Sterling couldn't sit still any longer. He immediately shot to his feet, ready to head down there himself.
But a student stopped him. "Professor Sterling, people from The Martial Affairs Bureau are coming up."
The monitoring room was on the museum's top floor, and sure enough, agents from The Martial Affairs Bureau arrived just then.
