Ye Tianchen barged into the White House, and the soldiers from District 15 simply could not stop him. When a King Realm Superpower User fully unleashed his power, he was unstoppable by ordinary people.
In the garden outside the White House, an old man, probably around seventy years old, sat on a garden bench leaning on a cane, smiling at Ye Tianchen without a hint of hostility.
However, Ye Tianchen did not underestimate the old man, because he could not feel any strong energy fluctuations from him; that's the mark of a true master.
In both contemporary and apocalyptic times, whether they were strong warriors from Ancient Martial Sects or Superpower Users with formidable abilities, once their realms reached the pinnacle, they appeared no different from ordinary people when they didn't act. But when they did, it was as if a giant dragon lay within them—earth-shattering, incomparably strong.
"Ye Tianchen!" Ye Tianchen came back to his senses, responding with a smile as well.
