200. INFLUENCE

'I see...' Noah thought percieving his surroundings in slow motion.

'They obviously feel confused about my power. Which is why there are four of them. But isn't this overkill,' Noah clicked his tongue, casually walking out of their midst.

While Noah remained an extraordinary expert, that many middle-staged cultivators would be too many for even him. At least until they were in a proper fight.

He wasn't going to go all-out in that place, even if it could apparently withstand tier 4 attacks.

'I want peace. This tiny show of abilities should be enough to keep them in place. Hopefully,' Noah thought climbing his bed to sit on it. Then everything continued normally.

With blank eyes, Noah watched his opponents literally collapse on themselves, their mouths expressing annoyed grunts.

The others in the room who were casually spectating, stood up from their various positions in utter disbelief.