"You will leave when I tell you to leave." The words drifted into the silent platform with the gentle drift of the wind that soon vanished.
The male representative from the hidden families, Zhao Yanchen, appeared behind Noah with a flicker of a red streak. No one from the Quan Empire seemed to be able to follow his speed.
The fiery-looking man raised his hand with the intention of pressing Noah's shoulder and preventing him from moving forward.
But just as his hand was about to reach Noah's body, he saw a flicker of light flash from the corner of his eyes, followed by the sound of something being slashed apart, and then…
Splash!
Blood filled his vision as his extended hand, along with half of the arm, flew across the platform, falling several meters away from them.
The blood came out like a splatter of shower, spreading all around the ground, but not a single drop fell on Noah or the woman who had made a move against Zhao Yanchen.
