Chapter 604 The Death of Zhao Wushuang

• With Zhao Wushuang cut down in battle, the hall fell back into that first, unnerving silence. Everyone—yes, even those big shots who usually called the shots across Eldoria, turning clouds to rain with a flip of the hand—were just like the folks downstairs on the first floor. Their legs went weak. They had no strength—truth is, no courage—to even try standing in front of Eric Goodwell again.
• "Zhao…"
• "Grandmaster Zhao… is he dead?"