Chapter 161: Tribunal (2)

"Wait."

The word was not shouted. It was spoken at a normal, conversational volume. Yet, it sliced through the oppressive atmosphere of the amphitheater like a blade of purple lightning, instantly silencing the murmurs of the crowd.

Lin Yuan stood up from his chair.

He slowly descended the steps, his robes gliding effortlessly over the floor. The ambient spiritual Qi in the air instinctively parted for him.

Mu Tianyang's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly forced a sneer onto his face. Let him come. There is nothing he can do. The illusion is flawless. He is trapped in a corner of his own making.

Lin Yuan stepped onto the floor. He walked past the kneeling, despairing Bai Chen, not offering him a single glance, and stopped ten paces away from Mu Tianyang and the trembling "Su Yin."