2978 The Lord (1/2)

This news spread quickly in the Sacred City. His Lord heard about it.

In the hall, Long Yao knelt down on the cold marble floor with one knee. His stoic face had already been drained of blood as beads of cold sweat trickled down his forehead, slipping down his cheek.

In the hall, Jun Gu and the other two men stood on either side of the hall. The people who called them up today were sitting high and upright.

”I heard that while the selection is still going on, I have already lost five of the Top Ten Experts? Long Yao, you really surprised me.” The sound of indescribable emotions rang in the hall. It's not loud, but it fell into the ears of other people in the hall. It felt like a heavy hammer, and his heart was tingling.

”I did not do well, please ... please ... ... punish me My Lord ...” Long Yao who was currently kneeling had lost his former arrogance. He was trembling and his eyes only dared to stare at the ground before him.

”Punish? When did I say that I should punish you? Since the selection is not over yet, go ahead and fill in the missing five again.” The man's voice sounded again. The cruelty in it was not alleviated in the slightest.

The Top Ten Experts, in his eyes, were like a group of captive dogs. Even if they died, there would not be anger, regret, or even a sigh.

”Yes ...” Long Yao did not relax at all.

”Have you met that Yan Hai?” His Lord asked again.

Long Yao said: ”I've seen him.”

”He really is a Dual Spirit Ring Exponent?”

”Yes.”

”Oh? That is a talent.” There was a faint smile in the solemn face of His Lord.

Jun Gu was standing in the hall. He couldn't move his eyes. But the corners of his eyes drifted towards the man sitting in the upper position without trace.

In a crescent-white gown, the handsome cheeks looked impeccable, making it impossible to find traces of time. The corner of the man's mouth seemed to have a mild smile. But for some reason, people didn't feel the slightest warmth from his smile.