"Kronos!! You dare to show yourself here?!!!"
The meeting hadn't even started yet, but the two sides had already begun to heat up.
Faced with Lord Izta's fiery anger, the middle-aged man named Kronos laughed boisterously as if he had heard a joke. The sounds of teeth grinding against each other could be heard from Lord Izta and the Eastern Sage when the two of them heard the other party's reply.
"Hahaha, is that how you speak to your master?"
Emery and the others couldn't help but be surprised when they heard those words. All of them immediately turned their gazes to the middle-aged man, a question formed in their minds. That person was Lord Izta and the Eastern Sage's master?
In response, Lord Izta scoffed mockingly. "Huh! Master? You? You fucking shameless! You are not my master."
