Chapter 1149: The Rise of the Petty Man

This sudden unease made Ethan Smith unconsciously knit his brows.

It was as if a bad hunch was filling his heart.

Ethan Smith slowly stood up and looked towards the horizon.

Although he did not have the ability of the prophet to predict the future, he was extremely sensitive to unease.

"Strange." Ethan Smith frowned.

He couldn't figure out where this unease came from.

As of now, the enemies seemed to be the eight senior officials, and no one else.

"Could they be planning a second attack?" Ethan Smith whispered.

It shouldn't be; the deterrence caused by the previous attack should not allow them to make a comeback so soon.

Ethan Smith stood there, pondering for a while, and finally sat down.

As the saying goes, all unease stems from a lack of strength.

As long as he possesses enough power, there is nothing to worry about in this world.

...

In the Second Secret Realm.

The eight senior officials were curled up on the array platform, looking very pitiful.