Yet William spoke as calmly as he could, while gritting his teeth and enduring such insane pressure, as his veins popped up from face.
"Not grade three? Are you even doubting the assessment done by our patriarch?"
"Can I regain my freedom and get a chance to explain things to elder?" William knew he wouldn't be able to talk if this crazy elder kept pressuring him.
So first he had to free himself from this insane pressure, or else he'd not be able to speak another word.
"And?" The elder didn't show any change over his face as he simply placed both hands behind his back. Yet he slightly withdrew his pressure, allowing William to heave a sigh of relief momentarily.
"If I'm wrong, kill me on the spot. If I'm right, not only will you stop doubting me, but you'll also ask to help me in doing my business here."
William knew the little group he had was going to be barely enough to execute his plan. And it'd be better if he got more spirit masters to help.
