Inside the resplendent yet oppressively silent Castle conference hall, at the sound of that sudden crisp noise, everyone turned toward it and saw a tall, slender, graceful figure stand up—it was Lila.
"Oh? Stone Giant Clan Chief, what brilliant insight do you have?"
The Broken Wing King narrowed his hawk-like eyes, staring fixedly at Lila's curvaceous figure, his face full of playful interest. "Rest easy, although Lonely King is determined to wipe out those Human Clan ants, strongmen like you lot, who have used the Transforming Magic Potion, are of course not included."
"Heh, Stone Giant Clan Chief, His Majesty the Broken Wing King has already started discussing matters of the Cultivation Academy, yet you're still worrying about your Human Clan distant relatives. You really are half a beat slow to react."
