The Almighty Dragon General

As soon as Clayton appeared, the powerhouses in the hall instantly stood up in fear.

Clayton stood on the high steps, scanning the surroundings.

“What the hell are you standing up for? Do you want to fight me?”

The powerhouses instantly lowered their heads, too frightened to breathe.

At that moment, two light rays, one gold and one red, flashed through the air. After stopping in front of Clayton, a middle-aged man in a purple-golden robe and a beautiful girl in a purple-red robe materialized.

“I'm the Yang governor, Qadirre Trench. It's a pleasure to see you, Mr. Clayton.”

“I'm the Yin governor, Ylva Reylah. We're honored to have your presence with us today.”

Following their greetings, the other powerhouses in the hall immediately clasped their hands and bowed to him.“Welcome, Mr. Clayton.”

James chuckled and followed suit.

Clayton looked at Qadirre and Ylva, then remarked, “You two are dressed so vibrantly. Are you trying to make someone blind? “Recognize your identities. You haven't been officially acknowledged as the Yin and Yang governors yet. Why are you acting so high and mighty?”

Qadirre and Ylva were startled. They exchanged glances, fury coloring their faces. However, they kept their heads lowered, afraid to retort his words.

With a straight face, Clayton casually tossed the gifts held by his servants at them.

I wouldn't do something so insignificant.” Although Clayton lowered his voice for the last sentence, he deliberately said

their sullen gazes, he walked over to James’ table

who

repulsion. Instead, a sense of familiarity and even fondness washed over him. He reminisced about their first encounter in the Zephyria World. If Clayton had not gone easy

his greatest benefactor after he departed

looked at James and asked, “Sit down. Are you afraid of me?” James smiled lightly

down with noticeable

Qadirre and Ylva approached swiftly, bowing

Mr. Clayton. You should be seated at the VIP

to have you here as the Celestium Temple's

yet it is the greatest indignity of my life. And to sit at the VIP table? Isn't that an even greater insult?” Clayton's words left Qadirre and Ylva noticeably

exceptional existence. It was amongst the mightiest in Zymurgy. Initially, they had

see them

was quite the character. He was utterly unafraid of dismissing those he disapproved of, regardless of their strength. He would show apparent disdain even in the face of a

were like-minded, he would be surprisingly accommodating even toward someone much weaker than him, just like how he

ways. However, he was much more

snapped, “Get lost. Don't force me to take action and make you lose the

final warning, the two bowed and left

standards are declining terribly. The Yin and Yang governors are pivotal roles. Not just every Tom, Dick,