A Lone Warrior 

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Zu Huanyao's expression changed at the mention of the Sacred City. His face went from red to black.

The strange thing was, his overwhelming Aura was fading away. It was still bone-chilling, but it was not as strong as before.

Zu Huanyao took a deep breath and told the others, "The rest of you, give us the room!"

"We can execute him on the spot! If the government asks about it, considering how he scolded you in front of everyone..."

"Leave the room, do I have to repeat myself?!" Zu Huanyao snarled.

The others had no choice but to pack up their stuff and leave the meeting room before Zu Huanyao lost his temper.

Mo Fan and Zu Huanyao were the only ones left in the room. The old man's face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle circling above the desert.