The moment he looked towards the young man's eyes, his heart nearly froze. Then he saw the veiled woman.
Sweat beaded on his forehead.
He had already assessed everyone onboard. The four elite guards radiated authority.
And as for the calm nobleman and veiled woman in front of him? He couldn't see through them at all!!
It was like standing before a mountain. With every step closer, he felt smaller.
By the time he reached five feet from Riven, his head had already lowered.
The man felt like Magma. One look could burn his soul.
The woman felt like Midwinter. One look could freeze his soul.
He cursed himself for encountering a couple of monsters.
He never would have thought that he would encounter Innate ascendants... not one but two! While he was on his routine toll patrols.
Yes.
He thought they were Innate.
There was no other explanation why he... a man who cultivated to the peak of Fetal breathing would feel a suppression of the life level.
