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.

Celestium Temple. I wouldn't do something so insignificant.” Although Clayton lowered his voice for the last sentence, he deliberately said it before Qadirre and

under their sullen gazes, he walked over

into his seat, the surrounding strongmen who

demeanor, James felt no 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 on him, he might not have received the inheritance from Senior Franciscus, which

considered his greatest benefactor after he departed from

down. Are you afraid of me?” James smiled

down with noticeable

moment, Qadirre and Ylva approached swiftly, bowing respectfully to

guest, Mr. Clayton. You should be

honor to have you here as the Celestium Temple's representative,” said

yet it is the greatest indignity of my life. And to sit at the VIP

the mightiest in Zymurgy. Initially, they had hopes that Clayton's attendance would elevate their prestige. However, their expectations were met with disappointment. Even

amused to see them

disapproved of, regardless of their strength. He would show apparent disdain even in the face of a

interests and were like-minded, he would be surprisingly accommodating even toward

in many ways. However, he was much more

Don't force me to take action and

the two bowed and left with clenched

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