CHAPTER 696
Strolling toward the bed, Grey sat down on it with a mild thud, holding his head in his palms while his gaze stayed fixed on the floor beneath him.
A creepy grin slowly crept across his face as his shoulders began rising and falling the more he dwelled on his fifth affinity.
Those shoulders started lifting faster, dropping harder, until he could no longer restrain himself.
A loud laugh erupted from his throat as he leaned back, staring at the ceiling above him, mouth stretched wide while the sound echoed throughout the entire chamber.
If anyone had witnessed the Supreme Magus at that moment, they would have thought he had completely lost his mind, laughing alone in an empty room with no one else in sight.
"Haaa…" He released a quiet breath, the laughter finally dying down.
Rising from the bed, he straightened his robe with slow, deliberate movements.
