The moment Xuan Long's figure disappeared beyond the entrance of the grand hall, the terrifying pressure that had been suffocating everyone finally vanished.
For several breaths, nobody spoke.
The elders remained frozen in their positions, as though they had not yet recovered from the fear that man had left behind. Even now, they could still remember the cold look in his emerald eyes and the killing intent hidden beneath his calm expression.
Only after confirming that he had truly left did an elder suddenly slam his hand against the armrest beside him.
"That fool!" His furious roar shattered the silence.
Everyone's gaze immediately landed on the servant still kneeling on the floor.
The poor servant had yet to understand what he had done wrong before several elders surrounded him with dark expressions.
"You brainless idiot!"
One elder nearly kicked him over in anger.
"Female Master?"
"Who told you to call her Female Master?"
The servant's face immediately turned pale.
