Everyone in line to learn the cultivation technique stared at Omar, who was still frozen with his fist six inches from the emperor's face.
It was a surreal sight and an offensive declaration of the athlete's powerlessness. He wasn't even considered a threat worth moving out of the way of.
Kaze clapped his hands to break people of their silence. "Taryn Shaffer, please tell everyone here the suggestion you kept whispering but were afraid to present."
Her eyes trembled in fear. The blonde was terrified that she was addressed by the Emperor when she strictly stayed out of it.
However, she gulped and followed the instructions.
"Um, I saw other people sitting in a circle with the scroll on the ground earlier." Taryn replied nervously.
"Excellent observation." Kaze replied, "That's what I tried to report before these clowns triggered this circus."
