บท 843: Who Knew How Tall It Grew

The old man in imperial robes looked at the three men helplessly. The terror shining in his eyes appeared to be a genuine reflection of what he was feeling deep in his soul.

But Wang Baole had read too many high officials' autobiographies. He believed that one should never judge a book by its cover. People like the old man were most likely to do the unexpected. The more fearful and helpless one appeared to be, the more likely they would lunge at someone when their back was turned.

It's clear from his clothes and the way that they are addressing him that he's the emperor of the Divine Eye civilization. Wang Baole blinked and continued to observe the scene unfolding before him.