"Lord Richard, I didn't expect you to have such a relationship with the Immortal Lord…"
The Grand Duke looked at Richard with a complicated expression. There was a hint of relief on his face.
Fortunately, he had come to Twilight City. Otherwise, the enemies could have flatten Frostwolf Territory.
No one was willing to face the endless undead troop. It was a true natural disaster!
Richard would have been skeptical if someone else had told him this. But who was this person before him?
Even the gods had killed two top-notch figures.
The other party hadn't reached the transcendent level yet. The weight of his words was enough to make him perk up his ears and listen carefully.
Richard waved his hand.
"It was just a coincidence."
He spoke meaningfully.
"I'll give you a token later. Show it to the Immortal Sovereign. He will naturally know what to do. Does the Grand Duke have any other thoughts other than these two matters?"
