บท 155: Rowei and Romon

Fike looked at Romon's child-like face and asked.

"Hey, young man, what's your name?"

He beamed at Fike.

"My name is Romon!"

Fike shifted his gaze to the other young man beside Romon.

"Are you his brother?"

He nodded.

"I am indeed his older brother. Who are you?"

Fike smiled in response.

"I am an immortal cultivator from the east. My name is Fike!"

When the young man heard that Fike was an immortal cultivator, his attitude immediately became respectful.

"So big brother is an immortal cultivator! My name is Rowei, and this is my younger brother Romon. We are the street stewards in the Donta tribe's main hub."

After hearing Rowei's introduction, Fike thought to himself.

'I didn't expect that the great ancestors of the Lieluo Empire 3,000 years ago would just be nameless street stewards."

Thinking of this, Fike addressed Rowei and Romon.

"Would you two like to have a meal with me?"