Rutger probably thought that he was dreaming. He didn't want to accept the fact that a mere Heavenly Realm Cultivator could actually stop his pressure just like that. He looked around, trying to find someone that could explain the entire situation to him... he didn't find anyone. In return, all of them stared at him as if he was the most foolish thing in the world.
"Hey, Rutger. Did you get a little rusty?" One of the cultivators in the room smirked, walking away after saying his two cents.
The others also started walking away, tired of dealing with Rutger and his short temper. Nevertheless, they couldn't stop thinking about me. Even if Rutger did get a little rusty, there's no way that someone from a lower realm could easily block Rutger's intense Qi Energy Pressure like that. There's just no way... or so that's what they're probably thinking.
