Terrifying power.
An unassuming yet oppressive force.
It rendered the entire entertainment venue silent, rather than chaotic.
The manager in the hall immediately arranged security to prevent anyone from approaching and forbade calling the police, declaring to the outsiders that it was just renovation!
...
Sitting in a corner of the couch, the robed man Merlin was also startled by this sudden surge of power and couldn't help but take another look.
The glass cup was intact.
But its base was firmly embedded in the table.
Fang Yu also put down the wine bottle he was holding.
The hint of drunkenness dissipated with the growing tension in the air.
Crossing his arms and cocking a leg up, he said, "Miss Ziwei, are you trying to scare me?"
"Mister Fang is a unique talent of our era; Ziwei wouldn't dare threaten him… I just want a serious answer," Emperor Ziwei said softly.
Fang Yu chuckled.
He uncrossed his legs and sat up straight.
