"Please pardon my rudeness. I recently broke through to rank eight, and my aura can be a bit unruly at times. The weaker ones can be easily intimidated, and incidents like this are inevitable." Jack, the Demi-God General, gave a reasonable excuse to calm the mood.
"Then why is your entourage completely unaffected? That excuse doesn't sound plausible." A higher-up from the British group felt triggered.
"That's because they have an amulet that I gave them. However, I don't have one for everyone." Jack shrugged nonchalantly.
"America cooperates with demons and conducts human experiments. Do you think this world belongs to you? If the news is spread to the public, you will create a great riot and massive protest. You will be destroyed by your own furious citizen!" Lifa knocked on the table, signaling everyone to be quiet because she would represent them to talk about something important.
