Chapter 618: There's Not Much Time Left for Me

A heated argument broke out in the cavernous hall. Fox stood at the center of the hall with his head bowed, and refrained from saying anything. However, he was stealing glances toward a white-robed elderly man sitting on a platform with a staff in his hand.

This man was Douglas, the great elder and the most powerful being of the Frost Dragon race. He was also the eldest and most esteemed of the Frost Dragons, so his opinion held by far the most weight.

Following the disappearance of Rankster, he had become the spiritual leader of the Frost Dragon race. Perhaps the opinions of the other elders had some bearing on this matter, but Douglas was the only one that could make the final decision.

However, Douglas was sitting on the platform with his eyes closed as if he had fallen asleep.

As for just how powerful this 2200-year-old hermit was, that was something that only Rankster, who had forced Douglas to relinquish the role of chief many years ago, knew.