Are We Going To Die Here?

"That would be bad for our reputation, we don't want that; Do we?"

Everyone frowned seeing three guys walking inside the hall, the one in a black overcoat was the one who spoke.

"Who are you?!" The Vice who has long green hair yelled.

"You attacked my sister, and you have the gut to ask me that question." Michael asked coldly.

"Supreme?" The man sneered knowing that the people in front of them are The Conquerors. 'You might be powerful, but in presence of our guild master, You are nothing but a scared rat.' He thought.

The Guild master frowned, if none of them could detect it. He surely did. 'This Mana wave around him, Impossible! How can someone so young be a diamond medal holder?'

For having the highest rank from everyone present, No one apart from a Diamond player could detect his Rank. And for being one, Ruthless detected it at a glance.

"Cough!" He cleared his throat, and asked: