In the hall, it seemed apart from Luke Gardner, no one else recognized Parker Berger. After all, Parker Berger was just a simple blacksmith forging swords for ordinary divine people, not worthy of the attention of these prominent figures!
However, as Parker Berger stood simply in the hall, his presence, unthreatening yet commanding, was like the aura of a king descending, overwhelming everyone!
His cultivation level was not high, not even at the Heaven Realm, just the cultivation of the Heavenly Lord. But he exuded an aura... an aura of a king. Clearly, he was not powerful, yet his image, his presence made everyone uncomfortable!
And there was Charles Gardner, his arms trembling even more at this moment. He recognized this blacksmith, but this blacksmith was just a blacksmith, a person so insignificant that he hadn't even been interested in killing him back then. But today, standing here, how could he have such a powerful aura?
