Chapter 842: Conor Dawson

The middle-aged man looked at the new arrivals and did a double take when his eyes went past Grey, but he didn't dwell on it. 

Conor on the other hand walked over to the group and stood in front of Grey. 

"You're part of the Pyrmond Faction." He said after greeting the Elders of the Faction. 

Grey nodded before asking, "What are you doing here?"

"I followed my Uncle here, we're mediating the competition. I'm here to learn." Conor replied. 

"You broke through to the Sage Plane already?" Alec's voice came from the side. 

"I see you're still at the Peak of the Overlord Plane." Conor turned to Alec. 

Alec nodded with an awkward smile, "Unfortunately, yes."

"I know you're stopping yourself from breaking through because of this competition. If I knew he was part of your Faction, I would've advised you to break through months ago." Conor pointed at Grey. 

"Are you two close?" Alec asked curiously.