Escorted by a procession, the lady in white strode toward the edge of the lake.

Everyone had turned toward her when they heard her laughter and froze up right then.

"L-Lady Silverbell..."

Stanwick turned rigid when he saw her too, and he dropped on the floating platform with a thud.

He stared blankly at the lady, panic written all over his face.

"Lady Silverbell!"

Upon seeing Stanwick's dramatic reaction, the martial artists and audience members-be it from Zamri from Riverton-were all bowing their heads in salutation. "At ease."

at her, a seemingly frail woman. None of them would dare question her strength or the official ties she had. And right now, her visage was cool as she stared at Stanwick, who was on his knees, "Mr. Quaker, don't you think I have the right to investigate you?" Even the

"I, uh..."

left stammering for the longest time but somehow could not manage

he was kowtowing repeatedly.

pathetic. However, Silverbell was not going to let him

demanded. "It was such a terrific stroke too, using the Martial Tournament as an instrument

awkwardly. "It's not like

it squarely at Stanwick's throat. "Don't

but he looked around at the audience around him awkwardly.

clearly could not say it in front of so many, Silverbell snorted as she airwalked

and technique left all the martial artists and audience members mesmerized-her strength was certainly

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