The middle-aged man was still wailing for the Sacred Dragon Emperor to save him. Everyone's gaze was now concentrated on the Sacred Dragon Emperor, as if speculating on the relationship between this man and the Sacred Dragon Emperor.
Drops of cold sweat fell from the Sacred Dragon Emperor's brow. He involuntarily glanced at the Grand Tutor, Xing Hun, but realized that Xing Hun was staring at him with a thought-provoking expression. He was immediately even more frightened.
He was just thinking of trying to explain matters when Xing Hun turned his gaze to the middle-aged man kneeling before him.
"Who are you? If you continue to make so much noise, I will have no choice but to ask someone to extract a confession by torture." Xing Hun's voice was as cold as ice and when the crowd heard it, seemed to be filled with dignity.
