TAP TAP TAP!!
In the surrounding silence, the sound of footsteps was exceptionally clear.
All eyes turned toward the source of the sound.
From within the grand hall's crowd, a man with an ordinary face, fair skin, and distinct East Asian features walked out, step by step.
He was neither tall nor strong, a stark contrast to Bartmu's massive, mountain-like physique.
'Someone actually dares to step forward at a time like this? Do they have a death wish?!!'
The crowd, which had been trembling under Bartmu's terrifying presence, stared with looks of disbelief. Bartmu's earlier display was no different from that of a real monster; he was not a being that could be defeated by a human.
Watching Zhou Yuanjue walk slowly toward him, Bartmu narrowed his eyes.
He slowly lowered the massive hand he had raised to smash Rita into a pulp, his full attention now on the figure slowly approaching him.
