"I'd like to see what you're relying on to dare speak such words at this time,"
Shirley said.
"His reliance is me!!!"
At that moment, a clear, cold, and arrogant voice came from outside the palace.
Three figures walked straight in.
The one in the lead was a youth dressed in a white suit.
He had brown hair, a fair and handsome face, and his eyes carried a proud look.
He had the distinguished air of someone high above, like a prince.
Following him were two men in black robes, their expressions cold.
They moved silently, their presence emitting a mysterious and terrifying aura.
"Lord Loki, you've finally arrived!!!"
Seeing the youth appear,
Prince Rank of the Fran Royal Family seemed extremely excited.
He went straight up to the other, speaking in a very respectful and fawning manner.
Chu Feng, Fat, Shirley, Aixue, and the others present all turned their attention to the youth.
"You are the European Holy Mother's son, Loki!"
