"Your only choice is to follow me and do as I say," Michael said.
Lian waited.
Ace did too.
But after a few seconds, Michael said nothing more.
"Is that all?" Lian couldn't help but ask.
Usually, when someone was given a choice, weren't there at least two options?
What kind of scam was this?
"What's the other option?" Ace stammered when the air suddenly grew heavy, suffocating them.
A chilling voice echoed in their ears.
"There is no other option. But if one did exist, it would only be death."
For a moment, they truly thought they were going to die.
Subconsciously, their eyes were drawn to Michael's. They didn't know if it was an illusion, but they seemed to glow green, casting an eerie light over the situation.
"We'll follow you, my lord."
Ace was the first to speak, followed quickly by Lian.
This was the first time either of them had shown deference to a noble.
Commoners weren't required to bow or kneel in the presence of all nobles—only the highest-ranked ones.
