Clank! Clank!
Within the silent walls of the royal palace, the crisp sound of Wuhan's footsteps echoed, followed by an unseen pressure pulsing around his body.
The very foundation of the building started shaking.
The floor cracked and the walls groaned.
But the woman sitting on the throne at the far end of the room did not seem fazed by it.
She sat there on the lofty throne that no longer belonged to her, leaning her head on her fist while her elbow rested on the arm of the throne.
While walking, Wuhan suddenly flexed his fingers, making a multicolored glow appear around them.
But the next second…
As the space twisted, rippling like something was about to appear out of it, his fingers paused and the glow dissipated.
Space returned to normal, settling down.
"HahahAH!!! Have you grown so fucking attached to those ants that you would make the mistake of not using the most powerful card up your sleeve?"
