As the master of the ancient castle, and someone who controlled its power, Borrell could also detect Mu Rufeng's virtualization state.
"Temporary housekeeper? Sorry, I am now the master of the castle," Mu Rufeng said indifferently.
He now knew that he was the master of the castle and so was Borrell.
This wasn't about depriving anyone else of their identity; therefore, both of them could control the power of the castle.
With such a situation, it seemed they were at a stalemate where neither could do harm to the other.
"That's impossible, the master of the castle is me, I, Viscount Borrell!" Borrell shouted loudly.
"Did you take away my limbs and organs?" Borrell glared intensely at Mu Rufeng.
"No, I didn't," Mu Rufeng said.
"Damn it, do you believe I will kill you?" Borrell stepped forward, his menacing aura spreading.
Originally an aura of a Level 8, it now faintly emitted the aura of a Level 9 Ghost Emperor.
He had enhanced himself with the power of the castle.
