The steward looked over, estimating the power of those force chains, silently weighing his options.
"That would be best."
Grandpa Ju nodded at these words, still trying to keep his composure and calm on his face.
But his gaze couldn't help drifting again to the youth standing there.
He stared at his silhouette, at his calm posture, and only one phrase echoed in his mind.
Heroes rise from youth.
If this guy could help Allen Ju, how much would he boost the Ju family?
Thinking of this, Grandpa Ju couldn't help glancing at Allen Ju again.
He saw Allen Ju clenching his fists, face full of excitement and joy.
To him, the happiest thing was seeing Evan Lin taking the upper hand, not forced into a dead end by Nightstar's group.
Maybe Allen Ju hadn't even thought about making Evan Lin his support in the Ju family yet?
Inside the hall, countless force chains crisscrossed, wild energy surging back and forth.
Nightstar's people struggled desperately—just as they fended off one chain, another struck from behind, leaving them flustered and overwhelmed.
Evan Lin stood there at ease, calmly watching everything unfold.
He didn't even lift a hand, yet was nearly untouchable.
"If this keeps up, we're screwed!"
Nightspring suddenly jabbed a force chain away like a spear, flashed to Night Winter's side, and pulled him clear—just barely dodging another chain's attack.
These force chains, glowing with eerie blue light, were like a pit full of pythons—and you couldn't even cut them apart completely.
"Go pull Night Autumn up—form the array!"
Nightspring shouted, her figure swelling with power.