"Why? Are you doubting me, or questioning the Aethelgard Divine Palace?"
The young man in purple's expression turned completely cold, his gaze hostile as he looked at Eira Linton and Orion Lennox.
Eira Linton and Orion Lennox's expressions changed dramatically.
However, whether or not Marshall Morgan could participate in the examination concerned the fate of the Solarian Empire and the survival of the Mystic Origin Sword Sect and Pyralia Valley, so they had no choice but to ask clearly.
"Envoy, it's a misunderstanding, but it's indeed strange that Marshall Morgan doesn't have an invitation. Please inform the higher-ups..."
Eira Linton gritted her teeth and continued.
"Presumptuous!"
Before Eira could finish speaking, the young man in purple shouted, and simultaneously, a terrifying aura erupted from him.
This aura was as heavy as a mountain, vast as the ocean, incomparably powerful, overwhelming.
"Half-step King!"
