Long Chen might not have cried out, but he was also baffled, wondering about the meaning of this action. However, he quickly realized something.3

Even without an arm, the hall master’s expression was still calm. He then shouted at the crowd, “Everyone, sit! As the hall master, I was useless, so I must be punished. Hopefully, the rest of you will learn from this.”1

Hearing this bullshit, Long Chen rolled his eyes. What was the point of chopping off an arm? If he really wanted to be punished, he should let his head be chopped instead.0

After all, a severed arm was nothing to a Sage King, just a lost face.1

The divine emissary also hadn’t used any law power, so with just a thought, the hall master could instantly...0