Liu Haotian's gaze remained incomparably cold although it was not focused on the group of persons who were kneeling under suppression due to the pressure from his Mortal Soul aura.
After a moment of awkward silence, he finally took the initiative to address the issue although his tone was a bit detached and too indifferent.
"How exactly did everything go, Zhukong!" his icy tone commanded the pale Yan Zhukong first.
Yan Zhukong was at first stunned because he naturally did not expect that he who was only second in the lead would be questioned first, however, he quickly adjusted himself so that he would not get too suppressed by the aura of Liu Haotian.
