Don't Speak

"Are you willing to become my race's representative? My race will bestow you with supreme brilliance, an eternal brilliance, turning you into an immortal existence." The skeleton held the vine flag in one hand and stood above the white sand. Although it was only a skeleton, its supercilious stance left one reeling. It was as though it had millions of formidable soldiers under its command, all capable of flattening the world once the order was given.

Two white flames burned in the skeleton's eye sockets, resembling eyes as they stared straight at Zhou Wen, who was standing between Lu Yunxian and Lu Ning.

Once the skeleton spoke, Zhou Wen felt a sense of disgust and contempt rise up from his body. It was none other than the Sigh of the King.

Lu Yunxian and Lu Ning looked at Zhou Wen and the skeleton in shock. They didn't know what was going on. Despite all their knowledge, they had no idea what a representative implied.