As soon as they stepped out of the mansion, they all looked up.
Above the clouds was a warrior with long, wavy hair. His arms were crossed as he cast a sharp glance at the people beneath him.
As he descended from the sky, an incomparably heavy pressure suddenly fell, forcing the weaker warriors to kneel.
Namgung Ilsun wiped off the sweat on his forehead as he kept his eyes on the man.
Why did he come here while making such a fuss? Is he trying to assert his dominance again?
He was furious, but he was painfully aware of the vast difference between their power. He could only hold back his fury.
With a wave of his hand, he released his mana to remove the heavy pressure.
"Lord Bellator, to what do I owe this pleasure?" He forced a smile, his arms wide open as he offered a humble greeting to the visitor.
Namgung Ri and his wife furrowed their eyebrows when they saw the flattering look on the Carefree Duke's face.
