"Who agrees? Who opposes?"
Chen Yuan's gaze blazed ardently as he sat on high, both hands resting on the armrest, one finger lightly tapping.
As his words were uttered, a murderous aura abruptly filled the hall. The eight Heavenly Pass faces changed drastically, their feet retreating swiftly, intending to make a speedy exit from the great hall.
But the very next second,
"Bang, bang, bang"
the doors and windows of the hall slammed shut with a bang.
The eight, faces alternately pale or ugly, erupted with force, trying to break through the doors.
"None of you will speak?"
Chen Yuan's eyebrows lifted, his tapping finger hitting the armrest, producing a sound as dull yet resonating as a war drum.
Suddenly, one of the Seven Family Heavenly Pass members felt his heart struck by a heavy hammer, let out a muffled grunt, and was sent flying, violently crashing against the firmly shut door of the hall.
