These people had come with actual, seemingly dangerous weapons.

There were quite a few of them as well, thirty or so in total. Before anyone knew it, they had managed to crowd into the badly damaged meeting room.

Their leader, on the contrary, was a gentle middle-aged man in a suit and a pair of glasses. He didn’t seem to be the type to fight at all. Instead, his fair skin and brushed-back hair made him look as if he had just come back from a classy cocktail party.

Nora huffed coldly as soon as she saw the man. “Well, aren’t you right on time, Kyle Jung? You came after everyone has died. Were you calculating when you should come to benefit the most out of this situation?”

This man with glasses was actually an official within America.

Although he was born in a family trained in cultivation, his spiritual roots were weak, making it impossible for him to master any cultivation skills.

Up till now, he was a mere beginner, still stuck in the Chi Refinement stage. It meant he didn’t ev