Suddenly, a voice emanated from behind, cold and indifferent beyond measure. It was the first time Chu Mo had heard the man in white speak. The other's voice was calm and cold, and slightly rough.
Beneath that rough tone, as the words fell, an exceptionally cold aura burst forth, quickly spreading from the man in white to the surroundings. The leading twelve bodyguards bore the brunt of it. Even though all twelve possessed B-level strength or above, and the two leaders even reached A-level, they were at the epicenter of this wild aura and felt the greatest oppression. Thus, within mere moments, the faces of all twelve Longevity Club bodyguards began to turn slightly pale.
The cold and furious aura swiftly spread throughout the entire hall, and even Chu Mo, who was more than a dozen meters away from the entrance, could distinctly feel the immense pressure.
