Azaroth acknowledged their greetings with a light nod before fixing his gaze on Oliver, who had already become solemn and no hint of his prior arrogance could be seen on his face or in his eyes.
When Azaroth looked at him, despite realizing he was not a match for him, Oliver returned his gaze with no hint of fear in his eyes. However, just a few seconds later, sweat beaded his forehead, and his heartbeat increased by a few notches.
Fortunately for him, just before he was about to cave in front of Azaroth invisible pressure, Azaroth spoke, "You are a core disciple of Ice Sovereign Mountain?"
As soon as he spoke, the 'pressure' on Oliver vanished, causing him to sigh in relief. In just a moment, the sweat of his forehead turned into Ice Vapour and disappeared and his heartrate turned normal.
Although he was boiling in rage, he didn't dare show it on his face, and calmly nodded, "Yes."
