"Speak up, are you all dead men? Not a single method to break it, are you all useless?" Accumulating seven days of nameless fire and pent-up anger, the Hall Master Bi Ze, roared hysterically.
"Ah, speak up, are you all useless?"
After Hall Master Bi Ze's hysterical roar, the main hall of the War Soul Hall fell into a deathly silence.
Neither the Left Chief Priest Xii Mo nor the Sun Priests, nor those core Moon Priests led by Sima Yan, said a word.
After the roar, Bi Ze stared hard at everyone present, suddenly noticing a hint of resentment in the expressions of several Sun Priests, his eyes full of displeasure.
That displeased look was like a basin of cold water poured over his head, instantly waking the extremely angry Bi Ze up.
This matter, seemingly, it's hard to blame them.
Don't say them, even he, the Hall Master, is helpless.
Slowly sitting back in his chair, Bi Ze let out a heavy breath, his voice softening.
