Silence.
It was so silent that it was kinda scary.
This huge square of the royal city was filled with tens of thousands of spectators and no one was making a sound. Sounds of breathing and even the beating of their hearts seem to have stopped in time. They all looked like wooden chickens staring at Maxwell who was filled with an aura of dominance.
They were all frozen like idiots!
How could this be?
Baldur – The Cold Sea Sect's junior sect leader, A level 3 King ranker. How could he be so weak and get smashed down by a single punch? What the hell is going on?
They could not accept this inside their hearts.
They couldn't comprehend it at all.
They had waited a whole day in anticipation. They all wanted to see Baldur instantly smash Maxwell to his death. They all wanted to see Baldur and Princess Lasting Peace's precursory scene to their engagement ceremony. But… but how could it turn out like this?
"I'm asking you to be arrogant! Get up and act arrogant again!"
