The line moved forward quickly once the hundred cultivators left with the fierce man. The crowd once again fell silent.
Mary, at this time, was looking at her surroundings with a dark expression on her face. She appeared really pissed, and the first to bear the brunt was Borrito, whose fluffy body was being squeezed to death by Mary.
"Darling! Why are we even standing in line? Why can't we just cut to the front?" Mary spoke in an annoyed tone. After waiting for some time, she was starting to get irritated.
David rolled his eyes at her words and continued to wait. He had no intentions of causing trouble here for now, not until he better understood the situation.
While David's eyes wandered all over the place, his entire focus was on one room inside the castle which his Divine sense found difficult to penetrate. David felt as if his divine sense was blocked by a huge wall.
