Pangu Square was deadly silent.
The air was filled with a strong smell of blood and an indescribable stench.
Philip Saint, the young master of the Sacherlz Family, and Saint Ferrari, the young master of the Donquixote Family, stood frozen in place like they had been struck by lightning, their minds blank.
As Saint Ian had said, because Saint Ian had left the Holy Land for this period, they had been arrogant and overbearing in the Holy Land, thus forgetting the days when they were dominated by Saint Ian.
Now, they finally remembered those days dominated by Saint Ian, and fear spread from the bottom of their hearts, making them feel suffocated.
Saint Maserati, the second crown prince of the younger generation in the Holy Land, whose background and power were second only to Saint Ian!
Saint Aus, whose grandfather was the God of Law!
And Saint William! The young master of the Manmaya Family, a relative of Gunzogū!
All of them were young members of the younger generation with powerful backgrounds, yet they lay on the ground like three dead dogs, unconscious and clutching their bleeding eye sockets.
Saint Ferrari felt his throat was tightly gripped by an invisible hand; he wanted to scream, to run away, but his body wouldn't obey, unable to move even a single finger.
Cold sweat soaked his robes, and the fear of death made his legs tremble uncontrollably, his teeth chattering wildly, producing a chilling clattering sound.
At this moment, they finally understood what it meant to be the most powerful crown prince in the Holy Land.
What it meant to truly do as one pleased.
This kind of arrogance and ruthlessness, treating rules as nothing and fellow Celestial Dragons as ants, was something they couldn't learn even if they lived ten more lifetimes!
Unlike the two men who were scared witless, the women behind Saint Ian reacted differently.
Nami, Kaya, and Princess Sally's faces were pale, and they instinctively huddled closer to Saint Ian, their delicate bodies trembling slightly.
They were not afraid of Saint Ian, nor did they think Gunko's actions were cruel.
They were just completely stunned by this sudden scene.
Those were the exalted descendants of the Creator, enjoying all privileges! They were the 'gods' whom 'lower world people' like them dared not even look at directly, yet Saint Ian ordered their eyes to be gouged out?
Princess Anna, on the other hand, yawned listlessly.
She turned her head and winked at the three terrified women beside her, clearly conveying a 'you'll get used to it soon' expression.
And the most proud and excited was Saint Shalria, who had just received Saint Ian's favor.
Although she had long known all the things Saint Ian had done in the Holy Land, and knew that many people in the Holy Land had been dominated by Saint Ian, most of those Celestial Dragons dominated by Saint Ian were marginal characters who had no say in the Holy Land.
But today, the ones whose eyes were gouged out were the young masters of several powerful families at the pinnacle of the Holy Land's hierarchy!
So what if they were young masters of powerful families?
In front of This Young Master Ian, they were nothing!
Saint Shalria looked at the dumbfounded Philip Saint and Saint Ferrari, and a morbid smile unconsciously curved at the corner of her mouth.
She could feel that Saint Ian was a bit angry right now!
A strange impulse surged in her heart; if it weren't for the inappropriate setting, she would really want to immediately squat down and help Saint Ian cool down in the way she was best at.
Just then, a series of hurried and messy footsteps came from the entrance of the square.
"Quick! Faster!"
"Everyone, run! If anyone dares to slow down, I'll kill their whole family!"
Members of the Shepherd Family, led by their current patriarch, stumbled and crawled into Pangu Square.
They didn't even glance at their young master, Saint Maserati, who lay in a pool of blood, his fate unknown.
Everyone's goal was only one—Saint Ian!
The middle-aged man running at the front was Saint Maserati's paternal uncle.
He was about to rush in front of Saint Ian, but because of his speed, he stumbled and directly slid into a perfect kneeling position at Saint Ian's feet.
"Saint Ian!"
He hugged Saint Ian's calf, crying his heart out.
"It's our Shepherd Family who was blind! It's our failure to properly educate our son that raised Maserati, that rebellious son who doesn't know his place!"
"Please, Saint Ian, have mercy! Spare our Shepherd Family!"
"Thud!"
"Thud! Thud!"
The entire Shepherd Family, from white-haired elders to children, all knelt down in unison, begging for mercy one after another.
"Saint Ian, you are a magnanimous person, just let us go like a fart!"
"Maserati, that little beast, gouging out his eyes is light! Even if you slice him into a thousand pieces, our whole family will cheer!"
"Yes, yes, yes! Please hand him over to us to deal with, we will make sure he wishes he were dead!"
The entire Pangu Square instantly turned into a large confession scene, both comical and shocking.
However, Saint Ian ignored the world nobles groveling at his feet, his gaze falling on Philip Saint and Saint Ferrari, who were still frozen in place, a devilish smile reappearing as he slowly spoke:
"Since you five have been so close recently, This Young Master naturally wants to treat you all equally and make you all neat and tidy."
As his words fell.
Philip Saint and Saint Ferrari were instantly startled awake, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over their heads.
"Thud!"
Their knees buckled, and they almost simultaneously fell to the ground.
"Saint Ian, spare our lives!"
Saint Ferrari heavily kowtowed, and blood soon appeared on his forehead.
"I was wrong! I was really wrong! I shouldn't have associated with them! I'm not familiar with them!"
Philip Saint even burst into tears, "Saint Ian! Please be merciful and let me go! From now on, I will definitely follow your lead! No, from now on, I will be your stepping stone, your stool!"
Gunko didn't give them a chance to continue their performance.
She flashed in front of the two of them.
Before they could react, she decisively acted, her eye-gouging movements so skillful it was heartbreaking.
"Ah—"
"My eyes!!"
Two screams, even more agonizing than before, echoed through Pangu Square.
Just at this moment.
The Sacherlz Family and the Donquixote Family finally arrived.
As they rushed into the square, they saw the bloody scene of Gunko gouging out their young masters' eyes.
The patriarch of the Donquixote Family, Saint Ferrari's father, that old man as thin as a bamboo pole, rolled his eyes and almost fainted on the spot.
The patriarch of the Sacherlz Family was no better; he felt dizzy and almost collapsed.
But none of them dared to stop.
They didn't even dare to take another look at their sons rolling on the ground and wailing.
Amidst the agonizing screams of their young masters, members of the two great families scrambled and crawled to Saint Ian's front, kneeling down in unison.
"Saint Ian, have mercy!"
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