I stayed quiet, but deep down, I felt a bit worried.
Heavenly Punishment? What the hell was that?
"Stop thinking about this stuff now, it's way too far from where you are." Saron waved his hand dismissively.
I took a deep breath and whispered, "Yeah, it does feel really far away. I can only take things one step at a time."
Even though I said that, I couldn't help but keep this whole thing on my mind.
...
The next day was when we were supposed to meet at the Martial Arts Hall.
With Saron backing me up, I felt way more confident.
I held back my aura, threw on my black robe, left the hotel, and headed for the Martial Arts Hall.
By the time I got there, the Martial Arts Hall was already packed.
Tons of martial artists had shown up after hearing the news. They were all different levels of strength.
Even some who barely ever came out were there. Like Bryce Johansson, and Zora Solomon' dad Harold Solomon, and others.
