"Shilens, could it be that... you feel that Her Majesty's decision is absurd, wrong?!" Great Elder Martin stared at Prius without a blink of an eye, his face slowly turning cold!
"Great Elder, you are already so old, don't get angry just like that! It's bad for your body!" St. Gusns, who was covered in a black cloak, spoke in an exceptionally cold and calm tone. However, there was a type of persistent and unquestionable feeling!
"You...?!" Martin glared at Xiu Luns, but you couldn't speak a word!
In the Elf Tribe, even though the ruler was His Majesty the Empress, the conference of elders in the party was equivalent to His Majesty the Empress. As for the Great Elder, he was even more honorable than the Empress. As the First Elder who was passed down from generation to generation, his st
