"It's probably a reflection of events."
After learning about what had happened to Huai Shi, the Great Grandmaster remained as calm and indifferent as ever, not even bothering to move his eyes. "There's no need for alarm."
He said, "It's a minor matter."
Huai Shi's expression twitched.
Although the Great Grandmaster was depressingly somber when in low spirits, making him somewhat difficult to deal with, his demeanor in a normal state was another extreme—making him seem even less human than when he was abnormal.
The former made one feel helpless, while the latter invoked awe and fear.
It was as if he had truly transformed into an inhuman steel entity, looking down upon everything with a cold gaze; nothing in this world could surprise him. Even if the Iron Crystal Throne exploded in front of him, he wouldn't frown.
Every time he stood beside him, Huai Shi felt as though he was confronting a humanoid alchemy furnace.
