The Almighty Dragon General

As James and Yemima arrived at the place, the living beings there immediately made way for them.

“That’s Wyot Dalibor.”

“I heard he was imprisoned for some time and only recently returned here. However, he only remained on Mount Doom. Rumors say he has already crossed into the Quasi Acme Rank.”

“Huh… Interesting…”

“The gathering is gonna be fun.”

Many whispered among themselves.

James and Yemima entered the tavern and headed straight toward the ninth floor.

Soon, they arrived on the ninth floor.

The ninth floor was vast.

only two people there—Deshawn Yansh sitting by the window and a woman sitting

a black veil that covered her face. The veil seemed to be imbued with a mysterious formation, for even James could not pierce through the veil. However, as his gaze met the woman’s, he sensed a familiar sensation. A figure surfaced

“Is that you, Thea?”

at the woman and stared

sensing James’ stare, the woman

Their gazes met.

James’ hand and chided him, “Hey, enough gawking

collected himself and retracted his gaze. Then, they walked straight toward Deshawn and sat opposite

Thea’s. However, as the woman was wearing a veil, James could

woman was Thea, he was currently Wyot Dalibor. Naturally, she would not be able to recognize him. If she really was Thea, and as long as she remains inside Doom City, James would be able to approach

his handsome-looking face as he asked, “You must be Wyot Dalibor, the Minor Patriarch and future

is only tentative. I don’t even know

pierce through his thoughts. However, he could

from James. This

“You are strong.”