Two older men coming from opposite directions were none other than the Patriarch of the West Faction and the Patriarch of the East Faction, two great authorities in Black City who were on par with the City Lord.
They were stunned when they saw a dragon flying high in the sky, showing off how majestic the silver dragon's figure was.
However, they didn't know that the Eastern Faction was now at its lowest. The Eastern Faction's Patriarch himself could feel the pressure upon seeing his people looking so down.
"This... What's going on?" Mu Duan—the Patriarch of the Eastern Faction, asked his people.
The Elders and troops who saw Mu Duan immediately lowered their heads respectfully, "Greetings Patriarch."
