As soon as Yang Ye finished speaking, a man who wore a pure white robe and a white mask appeared before Yang Ye.

The spectators in the surroundings felt a strand of indescribable coldness assault them once he arrived here. At the same time, they noticed to their astonishment that the space beneath the white robed man’s feet and around him had actually started to freeze!

Is he the master of Snow’s Lament?

Such a thought couldn’t help but appear in the minds of many. The reason they weren’t certain of his identity was because the master of Snow’s Lament had always been mysterious, and even some of Snow’s Lament’s higher ups hadn’t seen the master’s true appearance.

Of course, regardless of whether he was Snow’s Lament’s master, he was absolutely not an ordinary figure.

The white robed man flicked his finger, and a pearl of blood flew forward and descended upon the agreement, “Since my Snow’s Lament was established, over 10,000 years have passed. It has experienced glory and decline, but it has never been humiliated. You’re the 1st to dare come to our headquarters and humiliate Snow’s Lament. Trust me, you’ll be the last as well!”

Yang Ye replied,...