Far away, at an ancient hidden family…
Pah…
A cup was dropped on the table as a man with youthful features smiled, his eyes containing a dominant aura that seemed to make space itself tremble.
After some discussion with Orion, he had told him and the others to help deal with the forefathers.
And he must say, Hollowind had developed a deep dislike for all these old bones. They had crazy egos, did they think they could just come and take the harvest of what they didn't sow?
Pathetic…
"Hm… show yourself," suddenly, Hollowind spoke as space trembled and an old man walked out.
"Young one, you shouldn't stand against the forefathers," the old man spoke, his voice chilling.
"Hahaha, what a joke," Hollowind laughed wildly at the old man.
Seeing this, the old man frowned. Even he had his limits. Why were these juniors so wild and ignorant? They lacked respect. Was this how low humanity had fallen?
Then perhaps… their plan… was the right one.
