The start of commotion

After some time, Eman and the village chief proceeded to the secluded room in the village chief's chamber.

He sat cross-legged in a chair with his back leaned comfortably on it and his arms were resting on the armchairs.

In front of him was the village chief.

"Alright, speak," Eman spoke. His way of speaking wasn't that of his usual way of talking, but that of a ruler.

The village chief could not help but gasp at the incredible presence in front of him. This was the exact presence befitting for their lord. Although he wasn't exerting any pressure, he felt like he was inside a tremendous blizzard.

Being that he wasn't releasing any pressure yet was what made him more incredible.

Although his figure might look ordinary outside, he was a bottomless well inside. An entity that no one in the world could see through. He was the very definition of unlimited wisdom and limitless power.