A Harmless and Friendly Bigshot

"Oh?"

The man let out an astonished look. "Unless he's not an ordinary man?"

He drank another sip of wine again. He found it amusing.

He was not as knowledgeable?

Someone from this broken world said he was 'not as knowledgeable'?

Who was he? He was possibly the most important person in this world. He was way beyond them, unreachable!

It was as if an ant called out to the owl in the sky, saying the owl 'not as knowledgeable'.

The Saint was not to be insulted. Although he was wasted, he would not permit this from happening.

"I'm not a violent person, but if you can't give me an explanation, you shall…die!"

He said nonchalantly. As he spoke, the space around him condensed and froze. 

At this moment, the river stopped flowing, the wind stopped blowing. The tree leaves halted, the noises around them silenced. Everything in here had turned into a painting, completely cut out from the original world.