Chapter 43 - Petty Situ Shengong (1/2)

The crowd stared at the masked man with unblinking eyes. They felt the charisma oozing endlessly out of his body, and the way he walks was very suave like how a prince walk ever so gracefully while maintaining the atmosphere of a ruler.

Cale was already used to these kind of stares, so he did not feel overwhelmed at all.

'This silver mask is much better than the I bought last time. It also changed my hairstyle, making it a lot harder for the people to recognize my appearance.' Thought Cale as he calmly walked with even foot steps towards Ulric who was holding a short sword in his hands.

The crowd was also confused on why Ulric is holding a sword instead of a scissors, but they just stayed silent and waited patiently.

Cale received the short sword from Ulric, before he turned around and glanced at the crowd. The silver eyes looking deeply at them made them unconsciously said. ”How beautiful.”

”What a pleasing moment it is to stand here in front of these huge crowd of elites, young and old to mark these fateful event.

It has not been all an easy journey, but never has a landfall or safe harbour looked more enticing and exciting.

And I am infinitely grateful and proud to welcome you to the ribbon cutting ceremony of my Tyrannical Tower.” Cale's charming voice resounded inside the banquet hall. The women looked at him with gazes full of adoration and curiosity.

A certain woman with cold countenance look at the man and she felt a familiar sensation from him. She looked confused, but she still listened attentively to the man.

Sima Yantong looked at the mysterious man in front of him with surprise, as he can't feel any presence from the man at all. It felt like he was looking at an adverage man with no martial art skills. If not for Cale's previous words hinting Wolf King's strength, then he might have believed that the man was just ordinary.

Cale unsheathed the short sword from his hands out of its scabbard. And the sword's metallic body reflected the light from the chandeliers, making it shine brightly, greatly dazzling the crowd in silence.

He then slowly sheathed it back on its scabbard gracefully like he was executing a beautiful sword dance.

The long ribbon was suddenly cut in half with just those simple but elegant movements, causing the crowd's mouths to gape in shock and amazement.

No one knew who started clapping, but everyone followed suit whilst their mouths were still maintaining that 'O' shape.

Cale smiled brightly showing two rows of white teeth and a seductive red tongue can be seen peeking behind them.

The women shouted inwardly and wished that they could get a bite out of it, but the men in black tuxedos scared them from going forward.