Seeing the phenomenal result within his body, the prince muttered to himself, "As expected of the Spiritual Star Pill. Without this pill, the amount of spiritual energy would have been much lower."
Ezra was in a good mood as he stood up from the boulder, clearly quite pleased with himself.
"Ezra! Where are you?" While he was over the moon, he suddenly heard a loud angry call followed by the presence of a mighty martial master. It was akin to a roar unlike any other that was overflowing with an endless amount of resentment. Anyone who heard it would feel their hair stand on end.
When Ezra heard it, he was first taken aback. The joy on his face rapidly disappeared like the retreating tide, as a deathly pale expression took its place.
Not long after, a lanky middle-aged man with messed up hair burst into his quarter. The man looked at Ezra from toe to hair, his gaze was filled with hatred.
