Chapitre 663: Successor

Inside the Lotus Command Hall, the air was frozen.

Everyone present seemed to be strangled by a pair of invisible hands and were unable to move. The intimidating and heavy power suffocated them as sweat rolled down their pale cheeks. It was so quiet inside that even a pin drop would clearly be heard.

Everyone looked frightened, especially Quan Weide. He did not know that the contents of his earlier report had angered the Grandmaster.

The Grandmaster was the god of the Jadeite Forest. His will was the will of the Jadeite Forest. Any anger from him was sufficient for blood to flow like a river. They hadn't seen the Grandmaster's wrath. To them he was like a god in the sky, overlooking all worldly affairs.

Quan Weide's thighs were trembling and his feet gave out, but he couldn't move because the surrounding pressure had confined him, causing him to remain in this position like a statue. He wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but no voice came out.