Death Dragon didn't even nod at the people greeting him, continuing to walk ahead as he gestured at Davis once more.
However, Davis was not overwhelmed by this gesture as he felt emboldened in this place. If a slave of his master owned this place as the Ghost King or the Ghost Emperor was supposed to be the one who ran things here, then he was also practically the owner of this place as he was that Ghost King's junior master.
'Does this has something to do with how the legacy of the Ghost Tear Hall works? People who practice Death Laws may have special status...'
Davis imagined as he crossed the street together with his people and Death Dragon.
