章節 92: Chapter 92：The Discordant Black Mountain Family

Viscount Black Mountain looked extremely old; it was said he was over seventy years old.

However, given the extraordinary powers of mysticism, being over seventy should not make him so decrepit.

The four family members bore some resemblance to each other, with the same noble bloodline symbolized by their light golden hair and slightly blue eyes.

Viscount Black Mountain held a glass of clear sweet wine, savoring it slowly as water droplets fell from his graying beard.

Did he not hear? Or was he deliberately ignoring Bergrey's greeting?

"Honorable father, Viscount, your son and vassal Bergrey Obion offers you his most loyal greetings."

At this moment, the elderly Viscount Black Mountain seemed to finally hear the voice, turning his aged, blurry eyes towards his son.

He seemed to be recalling who this son in front of him was.

Allen couldn't help but frown. Could Viscount Black Mountain really be this old?