Meanwhile, in the hall, the old man who faced Teresa some days ago was standing in front of the man, Devon met earlier. The man was still seating on the obsidian throne.
It was as if nothing in the world could ever make him leave his seat.
"Who are you?" the old man stated softly, he was very mindful of the way he spoke to the man on the throne as he knew this man was extremely powerful.
Just from the ancient aura that was brimming out of his body, the old man had lived for a very long time, he recognized a monster when he saw one.
Especially how the man was capable of summoning him into this place without any close contact.
But that also didn't mean that he feared the man.
"That's not important.... Devil, you see that contract you made and any other shady things you've planned against that kid is going to have to be on hold." the man on the throne said, with a smile on his face.
The old man grinned, "Why?"
