Seeing the old man shiver like this made me look at him a look of disdain.
After all, it is an unsightly behavior to make such an image with his years of experience.
I just shook my head and didn't bother with him.
I waved my hands and created a large black throne to sit upon it.
After sitting and adjusting myself to a comfortable position, I opened my mouth to speak.
"Rise," I said indifferently.
"I don't dare," said the old man while trembling.
"Since you are the only one awake of the remaining guardians, then I will ask you the things I want."
"Please, go ahead," said the old man with a forced smile that wasn't visible due to him still having his head down.
In his heart, he is currently cursing himself for being the only one awake of the remaining guardians.
In the past, there were more than 50 guardians.
