Although Remus spoke softly, his voice echoed in everyone's ears, leaving a lasting impression.
Remus' words were a breath of fresh air for Morven, Resee, Chase, and the hundreds of cultivators present. It indicated the end of the conflict and signified Master Calsberg's full appreciation.
But for Oden, the disciples of Crimson Valley, and Master Sky, it was a harsh slap in the face. Remus' nonchalant words rendered them powerless to continue their hostility. The earlier outbursts of frustration, anger, and impulsiveness all ended with Remus' lofty and disdainful gaze.
In the next moment, the crowd seemed to suddenly come to their senses and simultaneously turned their gaze toward Oden.
Morden respectfully clasped his hands as he said, "Master Irving, thank you for your mercy. If you were to unleash your full strength, I would have undoubtedly suffered grave injuries. Now, if you could please, leave this place!"
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