Uprooted the Aristocratic Technocracy Organization(2)

After uttering those words, he released the oppressive force and reclined in his chair, scanning the faces of the people before him. The guards, maids, and even his own attendants drew in sharp breaths as they sensed the vanishing pressure. Their countenances grew pale, drenched in perspiration, especially the maids who had only just recovered from their fainting spells.

Contrasting the weariness evident in the others, the old man's eyes sparkled with a newfound vigor as he gazed at his young master. His mouth parted, yet no words escaped, his face betraying a hesitant expression as he covertly attempted to recall the sensations he had just experienced.

Laura and Annie, who had been kneeling in submission, promptly rose to their feet, smoothing out their rumpled attire. Simultaneously, their eyes flickered with admiration as they stole glances in his direction.