Davis flew towards the mansion that Frostrose and Flamerose supposedly occupied. He could sense them, so he imagined that they were present.
Right now, all the mansions on the island were owned by his women, so it was easy for them to lend it to whomever they wanted.
'Damn… this was my private island… full of beautiful women who belongs to me…'
With Myria essentially accepting him, he realized he would be some sleazy billionaire in the modern world owning a private island all to himself. It was sad that he had to leave soon.
Otherwise, he could've spent thousands of years growing his family before he decided to ascend to the true immortal world.
As he fantasized about the many children he was going to create with his beauties, he arrived at a mansion.
He released his aura, causing two figures to rush out within a few seconds.
"Davis…"
