Within the wooden hall, Wu Wang, who had just finished telling the little story of the Northern Wilderness trial, lay on his back on the hammock in the corner, his arm resting under his head.
The elder seemed truly angry, his expression quite frightening.
Perhaps, this is what it means to be the Human Emperor.
While he might not cause death and devastation for thousands of miles in his fury, the mere flare of his rage at this moment was enough to make one's heart tremble and dare not look directly at him.
The elderly man stood facing the medicine cauldron for a long time. He then heaved a sigh, turned around, raised his hand, only to let it fall again. Finally, he looked towards Wu Wang in the corner and said, "Wu Wang, what do you think should be done about this?"
