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.

fulfilling the procedures on behalf of the Celestium Temple. I wouldn't do something so insignificant.” Although Clayton lowered his voice for the last sentence, he deliberately

he walked over

who had remained silent took their places and began

reminisced about their first encounter in the Zephyria World. If Clayton had not gone easy on him, he might not have received the inheritance from Senior Franciscus, which boosted his standing among the strong

his greatest benefactor after he departed from the Dark

and asked, “Sit down. Are you afraid of me?” James smiled lightly and took a seat next

down with

Qadirre and Ylva approached

a distinguished guest, Mr. Clayton. You should be seated

Clayton. It's a great honor to have you here as

of respect for my master, 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

Temple was an exceptional existence. It was amongst the mightiest in Zymurgy. Initially, they had hopes that Clayton's attendance would elevate their

was amused to see

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

similar interests and were like-minded, he would be surprisingly accommodating even toward someone much weaker

was similar to Yegor in many ways. However, he was much more outspoken

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

two bowed and left

every Tom, Dick, and Harry are qualified to have it. The real Yin and Yang governors