There were two godkings who hadn’t spoken up yet. One of them was dressed in a golden robe, his presence as sharp as a blade. He seemed to consider himself above mundane matters and too good to get involved.
The other was a kind, friendly looking man with a chubby face and a faint smile. He looked like a typical pushover. Then there was Godking Crimsonwaters.
Seven godkings held the keys to the prison, and the culprit was among them.
Who could it be?
Jiang Chen had been keeping watch. The truth would be revealed soon.
Godking Greenwood wasn’t finished with Celestial Emperor Skypillar yet.
“Your Majesty, you aren’t blind to the current...