Michaux didn't seem wanting to attack either. There were many ways of fighting a battle with sound waves, and both Michaux and Qin Yue had decided not to go with a physical method.
Qin Yue was a quiet and elegant-looking girl. She slowly plugged the harp and made a few notes. The attack of the soul-devouring harp was pervasive; the victim wouldn't even realize he or she was under attack.
Michaux stood quietly and listened attentively, as if he were enjoying the music. The music was indeed soul touching; slowly, Michaux could feel that he was getting younger, and in a few seconds, he had to become a kid that he used to be. In front of Michaux stood a haughty figure. The man patted Michaux's head and asked, "Child, would you like to be the new divine master?"
Michaux nodded, and then, just like that, he had become the young divine master; it was as simple as that.
