章 1381: Gathering of the Cursed

Lady Purto responded with much the same animosity as before even when speaking to Mendax directly.

"I do not recognize your authority, slave! You are all working together!"

He scoffed expressionlessly, "My authority comes from the Nine! What you can or cannot accept is not my concern. Behave yourself unless you wish to be cast out!"

The black water surrounding them from the right side began to seethe and boil as he clenched his fists.

Her first instinct was to attack but seeing where she was and more importantly 'what' she was here for, Lady Purto decided to belay that. She recalled her aura while taking a step back.

"Are you telling me you did not know about this??" she pointed at Baba Jezda, "We all know how close both your people are!"

Mendax was about to step up to explain but Lord Aekor stopped him.

Tentacles flailing in a rage despite his calm demeanor, Lord Aekor peered towards her with his cold blue eyes.

Her insinuation was preposterous!