For a split second, the surroundings fell silent—so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Shock, disbelief, denial, 'This can't be real…'
All these emotions flooded their minds in an instant.
It all happened too fast, too suddenly, for them to react.
But even if it hadn't been so sudden, the youth had struck with such speed that they couldn't have stopped him anyway.
Even Chief Steward Yuan Feng, the only Nascent Soul Realm Cultivator present, was inwardly shaken.
Because even he hadn't been able to clearly see the trajectory of the youth's attack.
It was too fast. By the time they processed what was happening, the blood-red bamboo had already pierced the Junior Steward's heart.
Normally, in that first moment of realization, Chief Steward Yuan Feng should have struck down Jiang Jichen with the force of a thunderbolt.
But he… didn't.
Everyone's gaze, including Chief Steward Yuan Feng's, was fixed on the blood-red bamboo lodged in the Junior Steward's chest.
