The air had turned ice-cold.
Every gaze in the room was fixed on me, and the surging bloodlust pricked at my chest.
Thump.
I felt my heart beat once, sharply, and moved my hand.
Flinch!
Even that small motion made them react.
Their heightened tension was palpable.
I reached out and grabbed the teacup.
Before I smashed the table earlier, I had intentionally lifted it into the air.
Itâd be a shame to waste it. The food had been good, but so was the tea.
Slurp.
I took a sip, letting the liquid ease my throat.
The silence lingered.
And thenâ
ââ¦How the hell did you knowâ¦?â
The man who had spoken earlier repeated his question.
I already knew what he meant.
âWhat do you mean?â
But I played dumb.
The man scowled and clarified.
âHow did you know what this place is?â
âOh, that.â
He wanted to know how I had figured out this was the Celestial Stream Sectâs base.
âNow, why would I tell you that?â
â...â
As if Iâd reveal something that valuable.
Though, in truth, it was just a fragment of information Iâd overheard in my past life.
Still, to them, it mustâve seemed like a shocking revelation.
Naturally, I planned to use that to my advantage.
âHow I knew doesnât matter. Not to me, anyway.â
Creak.
I leaned back in my chair, which groaned under my weight.
Not the best quality, it seemed.
âWhat really matters right now isâ¦â
âAaahhh!â
I grabbed the woman by the hair and yanked her up from the floor.
âWhereâs your sect leader? Thatâs all I asked.â
âYou bastardâ!â
Crunch.