“Rubbish!”

Trisha’s expression could freeze even the North Pole. She waved her hand once more, and a ray of silver light shone between her fingers. They were pieces made of silver sand, and their shine instantly blinded the ten masters.

A strange scent spread out and filled the air. It was highly potent and corrosive, and the guests subconsciously backed away in an attempt to avoid it.

The ten masters pounced on Trisha, but the next moment, they froze. Their bodies convulsed, and all of a sudden, blood gushed out of their every pore. Within seconds, all of them crumbled and lay unconscious on the ground.

They were the great masters as well as the true direct descendants of the Smith family, but none of them stood a chance against Trisha’s overpowering skills.

Terrifying!

Trisha’s strength could only be summed up with one word: terrifying.

Harvey took a few steps back, his movement so subtle that no one took notice. He shielded Yvonne behind him, and narrowed his eyes at Tris