956 On the Verge of Tears, the Goldenleaf King

Outside the hall in which the many master teachers had been imprisoned, the two Kings frowned as they stared at the room before them intently.

"Why is there no movement inside at all?" the Greenleaf King asked with a livid face.

They had been waiting outside for nearly an hour now, and they had expected to hear the sounds of fighting as the fake Goldenleaf King killed a few master teachers to establish his dominance over them. Yet, contrary to their expectations, there was nothing at all. It was as if the people inside had vanished altogether!

"I also think that something is amiss here. Should we take a peek inside with our Spiritual Perception?" the Goldenleaf King asked.