Everyone fell silent, as if stricken by cold. When the Master of Divine Court got angry and punishment was handed down, death was a genuine possibility.
Martial Saint, Land Immortal? In the eyes of the Master of Divine Court, they meant nothing.
"I had once promised that if Qin Hao could defeat Yang Hu within ten moves, I would grant him the position of elder. Tian Mo, are you dissatisfied with my decision?" the Master of Divine Court said coldly.
Tian Mo immediately knelt on the ground, his head knocking on the floor like pounding garlic: "Your subordinate dares not."
Mu Wu sneered. This Tian Mo was indeed too arrogant, having completely forgotten that the true ruler within the Divine Court was the Master of Divine Court.
Comparatively speaking, the Master of Divine Court was still considered fair.
"Hmph, get out."
The Master of Divine Court said blandly.
Tian Mo returned to his place but dared not sit down, merely standing there.
