"Young Master! Are you alright?"
"Young Master, wake up! Someone come quickly, the Young Master has fainted!"
The young man suddenly collapsed, startling the attendants around him.
They hurriedly gathered and lifted the Young Master of the Martin Family.
"Need any help?" said True Lord Nine Darkness politely, "If needed, we'd be happy to assist."
"Thanks." A middle-aged man shook his head, leading the group away quickly.
Once they were gone, Julius Reed turned around and looked at True Lord Nine Darkness, asking, "Was it your doing?"
"Yes." True Lord Nine Darkness crossed his arms, a look of indifference on his face.
"Destroying souls, you truly are a master." Julius Reed sneered, with a hint of sarcasm.
"I can't stand someone more pretentious than me, except for you who I can't defeat right now, no one else matters." True Lord Nine Darkness showed disdain, a mere mortal daring to brag in front of him.
"Was it you earlier?" Merrill Caldwell understood.
