Chapter 9 The Apprenticeship

A grave atmosphere hung over the audience hall of Nan Clan.

Nick, the master of Nan Clan, sat on his high seat, veins in his hands standing out violently, as if he were trying to crush the armrests in his hands. And standing right beside him was Gilbert. The bandages wrapped around his body could not conceal the man's fiendish face at all.

The Elders and Deacons of Nan Clan were also all in a gloomy mood, dread in their hearts.

Today on the city square of the Stone City, their...