A wisp of smoke escaped Zami's lips due to the cold as she rubbed her arms, dazed.
"What even happened here…?"
At that moment, one of the Celestials floating behind her muttered something that snapped everyone out of their daze.
"Wait… did that silver-haired guy conquer the Golden Guardians Clan while the Clan Leader was away?"
The question hung in the icy air like a slap, making the silence somehow even colder.
Ares let out a loud laugh—sharp, furious, like that of an enraged demon on the edge of snapping. His eyes burned with fury as he cracked his knuckles, ready to beat the crap out of the silver-haired stranger who was in his clan and acting like he owned it.
"He dare?!"
However, just as Ares was about to charge forward, a pair of hands firmly grabbed his shoulders. Silver's familiar, sheepish voice echoed from behind him, laced with guilt.
"Clan Leader Ares… I can explain."
Another shock—one even greater than some stranger conquering his clan.
