Bab 1205: Assassin god?

'Calm down…calm down.'

The old ancestor tried to calm himself down as he thought of something.

'Should I contact others? Even if they are alive, I don't think they will be in any position to go against the emperor and that bastard 'Protector of the skies'.'

'Should I just hide and recover my strength?'

'Damn it…there is not a single option for me to escape from the emperor.'

The usual arrogant ancestor was no longer arrogant as he knew that he would die if the emperor of the purple stone world who was supposed to be dead was still alive.

The middle-aged man who was standing in front of the cross-legged ancestor was shocked when he saw how frustrated and anxious his ancestor looked right now.

'Why is he getting anxious? Are his past injuries acting up again?'

Other than guessing why his ancestor was acting like that after hearing about the contest in the Ylercester province.