Xiao Chen once again halted, his heart revealing a trace of doubt.
In Europe, he had only dealt with members of the Rothschild Family and those of the Holy See, and this voice was clearly not that of anyone he knew in Europe.
"Haha... arriving early is not as good as arriving opportune, to be the first to meet His Excellency the Dragon Emperor today, Adolf is thrice blessed!"
As the words ended, a figure resembling a hermit from far off rapidly approached and landed in front of everyone.
This was an elderly man with a full head of white hair, his face withered as if dried out, clearly indicating his natural lifespan had already reached its limit. He was merely using his profound power to sustain himself, barely clinging to life.
"Grandpa Adolf!" Annie, upon seeing the old man, immediately showed a look of joy.
"Little Annie, what are you doing here?" Adolf's face was brimming with a loving smile, without any sense of oppression or arrogance.
