Chapter 188

Cyclops guided the two inside the building, and upon their entrance, the clamor of the hall hushed. A collection of formidable leaders regarded them with surprise.

Sam was a familiar figure in Cloudsea, his presence sparking speculation about his connections and why Golden Eagle was safeguarding him.

Each person in the hall exuded toughness, accustomed to the harsh realities of their world, their gazes sharp and penetrating.

An ordinary individual might have quaked under the intensity of their scrutiny, consumed by fear.

But Elio was far from ordinary. A veteran mercenary, he had weathered gunfire and bloodshed, surviving battles that would haunt most. Thus, he felt no pressure, remaining unruffled.

When Tiger, with his rugged, scarred visage, spotted Elio, his features contorted with anger. He snarled, "Kid, see these faces? They're the heavyweights of Cloudsea's underworld. You think you can throw your weight around and bully others? Think again. None of us here will tolerate th