The Almighty Dragon General

Seeing this scene, several envoys accompanying Thea were astonished. They quickly dropped to their knees before her.

“Why are you kneeling?” Thea gave them a disdainful glance. “The Wyrmscale Source is just a small realm, it is insignificant and not worthy of disciples from your prestigious Qadeer Sect to greet.”

Faced with Thea’s mockery, the envoys were petrified with fear.

At that moment, within the Qadeer Temple, Emperor Qadeer, dressed in resplendent attire, accompanied by dozens of core ministers, strode through the void. They exuded an imposing and awe-inspiring aura.

Wherever he passed, the disciples kneeling down all lowered their heads. They

dared not to meet his gaze. Yet amidst the entire scene, only Thea stood proudly and unruffled with her hands behind her back.

Emperor Qadeer greeted her from afar. “Your presence

of doubt. They could not fathom the reason the Emperor, who had just demanded the highest level of reception, was now frozen. They wondered if the Young Lady of

gaze, Thea smiled

into an awkward silence. He probably never imagined that the grand reception he had orchestrated personally would be for the wife of the socalled devil, or rather, the wife of the devil himself. However, Emperor Qadeer was a

confusion, he chuckled and approached Thea. “I didn’t expect you to come with such status. You truly possess extraordinary courage as James’ wife.” Thea smiled. “Originally, I was heading straight to the Wuia Palace. It’s just a twist

twist indeed, but your joke is a

“Guards, surround this audacious devil!” As his command was issued, the powerhouses who had been kneeling

a smile, “Xanthakos,

of the Wyrmscale Source with the highest honors, not a devil. You dare to impersonate her, even if I am merciful and let you go. Perhaps even the Divine Marius won’t spare you.” “Impersonate?” Thea

Thea. “You’re a gang of James’ and his wife. You’ve never been to the Forty-Ninth Heaven,