Derek Vance froze.
A crushing pressure slammed into his chest, forcing him back seven or eight steps.
Three men and a woman stood outside the door.
Alvin Morgan was at the front. The young woman was the same one from the combat tournament's opening ceremony. The other man was someone he had never seen before—not one of the usual faces.
Derek Vance was instantly on guard. The two people behind Alvin Morgan showed no fluctuations of Power, but their strength was not to be underestimated.
The young woman, in particular, was rumored to be a 5th-dan Great Martial Master.
"Young Lord Morgan, what is the meaning of this?" Derek Vance asked stiffly.
Alvin Morgan smiled and glanced at Dean Morgan. "Dean..."
Dean Morgan immediately stood up, took out an ordinary wooden tablet, and showed it to Derek Vance. "Sunstone has authorized the Morgan Family to investigate this matter."
Derek Vance's pupils contracted. The design on the wooden tablet was indeed an artifact from Sunstone.
