"You think you are qualified to be seated when I'm standing. Get on your knees within three breaths if you don't want to die." Max said, his voice wasn't loud but it rang in everyone's ear quite loudly and his words made their eyes widen in astonishment.
"Boy—" The First Elder opened his mouth, his expression dark.
However…
"Silence!!"
Max snapped and let his imposing aura of a Marrow Cleansing cultivator lose.
Boom!
Immediately, everyone's eyes widened again but unlike a moment before, this time they were stunned into disbelief and their hearts even skipped a beat.
"One…" Max began counting. "Two…" He continued without letting even a second pass.
Swoosh!
Just as he was about to say 'three', blood drained from Patriarch Ding's face. Instantly, he shot to his feet, then slammed his knees on the ground.
Thud!
"P-Patriarch Gu…" He stammered, "Please forgive me for being so presumptuous. I didn't—"
