The White Robe World Master furrowed his brows tightly, his gaze fixated on Milton Cheney, who stood not far from him Within the Void.
At this moment, he truly couldn't make up his mind.
He simply could not ascertain Milton Cheney's true identity and therefore dared not rashly take him back to the Tide Realm.
Otherwise, if anything serious went wrong, he would surely bear the blame.
Milton Cheney noticed that the hostility emanating from the White Robe World Master had diminished significantly in an instant. Although he felt somewhat surprised, his expression did not betray any emotion.
"Could he really have been bluffed by my few words?"
Milton uttered to himself, feeling both doubtful and uncertain.
Because his aim in saying those words was not to have these three Realm Masters abandon their plans to make a move against him.
