"Sir Dephew, please leave immediately, or I'll have to ask the Holy Land to arbitrate."
Harren had a grave expression and used a stiff tone to say those words to Dephew right after landing.
Dephew was about to snarl back, but seeing the coldness in Harren's eyes, he paused as he seemed to recall something. "Sir Harren, you don't need to say anything. I'll also inform the Holy Land of this matter! You actually chose to work together with such a weak guy... This is simply humiliating the Black Tower's Holy Land!"
"As for you, Mafa Merlin, don't think that you have the qualifications to stand here just because Sir Harren is helping you. A trashy force like yours should remain far behind everyone else to pick up leftovers. To dare run over here, hmpf!"
Dephew knew that since Harren appeared, he wouldn't be able to get his way right now. If he pushed any further, he would end up in a direct conflict with Harren.
