"Profound Prison, this welcoming ceremony is a bit too enthusiastic, don't you think?"
"I almost thought you were inviting me to my own funeral."
The great hall fell deathly silent.
The Grandmaster representatives stared, mouths agape.
'Is this guy insane?'
'He was almost crushed to death just a moment ago, and now he dares to speak to this overlord like that?'
Profound Prison looked at Han Feng, and a peculiar glint flashed through its eyes, eyes that seemed to have witnessed oceans turn to dust.
'To not only survive its full-powered suppression, but to recover in an instant and even force his way in by traversing space...'
'This human... is something special.'
"Give him a seat."
Profound Prison spoke slowly.
Its voice wasn't loud, yet it made the great hall reverberate.
Two burly Profound Armor Guards carried over a heavy stone chair and placed it behind Han Feng.
The seat was placed ahead of every other human representative in the hall.
