The Chairman's question made Lucien's expression change ever so slightly. He was unable to stop a chuckle from escaping his mouth.
All of the people present tensed up. It was to be noted that the Chairman, one of the strongest people in the Council was exuding his aura in an attempt to gauge Lucien's true strength.
But even in the presence of so many of the Council's strongest people, he remained unphased. He even went as far as laughing. The person closest to him to his right was a short middle-aged man with brown hair and an amicable face.
Seeing the expression on Lucien's face made him involuntarily push his chair away. He didn't know why, but a chill ran down his spine at the moment, and he was not the only one to feel that way.
To Lucien's left, an old woman with grey hair and two scars beneath her eyes frowned as she subconsciously gathered her mana.
"Is something wrong, Mr. Wood? Forgive me if I offended you, I'm merely trying to understand you."
