Chapitre 147: The Secret Recipe of the Nystic Clan

"Oh, didn't hear about it," one of the mages replied without showing any understanding to Rayan's words.

Just as he said that, one mage came hurrying from outside, grabbed that rude mage's ears and started whispering something to him. the moment he finished, the face of that rude mage changed slightly, as he nodded, saying in a forced tone of respect:

"I'm so sorry to make you wait. I just got the word our esteemed great elder just spread. Please lead them to their place."

Despite him trying to be polite, Arthur felt great insult from his words, but he was in no way interfering here. However, Rayan had all the right to say what he wanted.

"Lead the way, general servant of my clan, and prepare the best table, food, and wine for me and my esteemed guests. Go personally and supervise everything, or I will make sure our esteemed great elder gets to hear about your insult here today to his esteemed guests."