Is it you?
When Lord George's confidant was brought forth, everyone's expressions became peculiar.
The man who was brought forth was none other than Charlie, who, on behalf of Lord George, had once flaunted his power in the Wild Land City.
However, Charlie at this moment, seemed nothing like his formerly arrogant self. All that remained was endless embarrassment.
"City...City Lord..." Charlie knelt on the ground, glancing at White Mitchell awkwardly, quickly putting on an ingratiatingly sycophantic smile.
His current demeanor was as respectful as it could possibly be, not daring to be the slightest bit negligent.
He was very clear that in the world where the victor is king, White Mitchell could now decide his life or death with a single sentence.
This was something Charlie had never thought of.
A man from the Dragon Realm, one who had just recently conquered Wild Land City, a man whose position in the Dragon Realm was not yet stable.