But Argelia deeply understood the chasm between a respected king and his throne. Having mingled in the Star River for so many years and served as the Clan Leader for such a long time, he naturally wasn't a person who acted impulsively.
"Please wait a moment, I've dispatched someone to inform the Geng Gold Throne, who will arrive shortly." He suppressed the anger in his heart, expressing respect.
As for the other six-eyed golden wolves, they stood behind, not daring to breathe heavily.
At this moment, none of the five thrones present concealed their profound aura. The mere aura emanating from them placed a heavy pressure on the many six-eyed golden wolves, as if a blade was placed on their necks, ready to strike at any second.
"Sorcerer Ivan, that old fellow wants to escape, do you need me to make a move?"
After a while, the Dark Night Mother Goddess emerged from the ship's structure and casually shared some information.
