"Hohoho, not before you do, f*cker," Old Seymour chuckled back.
The Xiao family and Seymour family stood behind the two old men with wry expressions, uncertain whether they were friends or enemies.
"Hah, who knew that your family was also connected to Emperor Polemos in some way," Old Xiao spoke with a soft sigh before saying, "It seems that I will see your old face a lot more often."
"Same here, same here… This old man is also surprised," Old Seymour stroked his beard before commenting, "You've reaped quite the benefits from the Dimension Rift, huh? Old Xiao? Must have added another 100 years to your old life."
"I could say the same for you, old mate."
"Hohoho…"
The two old men continued to chat with friendly gestures while making hidden jabs at each other like long-time rivals.
