Chapter 1105. Confrontation (5)
Rumble, buzz...
The Master’s sword was subtly trembling.
Wiggins’ unblinking eyes remained locked on the tip of that sword. He must, since that weapon was targeting his throat.
That sword seemed to be resonating, its faint cry barely audible.
‘As expected of the Master!’
The air of dignified authority oozed from the Master pointing his sword toward Wiggins.
Although Wiggins' standards had recently gotten much higher after witnessing even stronger powerhouses, the Master of the Round Table still possessed something those people lacked.
Like exquisite wine that had matured inside a barrel for years, the Master boasted this dignified class built up over many decades.
‘Having said that, I’m sure Chang Min and my lord will have a hearty laugh at this notion.’
...Which made sense, considering those two were considerably older than the Master.
It could be down to the difference between the Eastern and Western martial arts. Whatever the case might be, the air the Master gave off was so different from what Chang Min or Kang Jin-Ho possessed that they might well be from different planets altogether!