If Talon dared to be arrogant and rude to them just because he had advanced to the World Overlord realm, they would definitely teach him how to be a person.
Fortunately, Talon's attitude was alright, saving them the trouble of making a move.
"There's no such thing as a free lunch in this world. I think you know this principle, Talon," Wester said with a faint gaze. "Ever since you advanced to the Domain Lord level, our Crimson Moon Church has been nurturing you vigorously. The resources invested in you can be said to be vast. That's why you're where you are today."
"Now, it's time for you to repay our Crimson Moon Church."
As he spoke, he threw a golden mask to Talon.
On the right side of the golden mask's forehead was the blood-colored number 108.
"Lord Wester, this is…"
Talon held the golden mask and was slightly stunned.
