Shadow never expected the opposing party to have already boarded his ship, exuding murderous intent, while he was still planning on his first move. Even when his subordinates aimed their weapons at him, the Navien war legate did not seem to panic in the slightest bit.

On the contrary, he took a step forward and exuded a murderous intent so strong that one could feel it wherever they stood. A number of women in the atrium screamed and fled.

Shadow was glued to his sofa, large droplets of sweat