Fourth Master Yates was standing in the middle of the mourning hall. A terrifying aura was shrouding his body.

It was as if a tiger that had been long in slumber was about to bare its fangs once again.

The awakening of the tiger would surely pile up bones like a mountain and blood flowing like a river.

Not far away from Fourth Master Yates, Evander was wearing a white shirt. He seemed lonely and depressed, but the people that knew who he was were still trembling in their boots.

He was prepared to kill because he wore white!

It was said that Evander would even kill gods whenever he wore white!

This was not just some rumor. There were countless wars to prove this.

Besides that, there were many celebrities from the upper social circle of Buckwood standing disorderly in an empty space in front of the mourning hall.

A big part of them were not even people from Buckwood. They were all from big families and representatives for authorities in Buckwood. They were there to attend the inv