A Junior Disagreement 2
Seeing the expression on the sect master's face, the Spiritual Saints in the vicinity of the Terry estate did not need to feel his ability to know he was angry.
But still, countless people in that area were feeling sick at the moment, barely able to keep their consciences in front of this man.
Even the patriarch Terry, who ran over there upon sensing such a thing, looked at Oswald seriously, feeling the mental weight of having to endure such a thing.
So how could the weaker ones there, far from his level 78, feel even remotely well?
"Sect Master, please calm down. Let's talk in my office." He said to Oswald while gesturing with one of his hands.
"Jeffrey, what kind of nonsense were you thinking? You think I don't know what happened, and I'm just going to let you get on with your plans?" He asked, speaking softly but having the full attention of the people in the surrounding area.