When Anthony walked, he was as light as usual, with a cold expression on his face. But only he himself knew that he was holding on.
Anthony walked out of the door step by step and returned to his own courtyard accompanied by a waiter.
As soon as he returned to the courtyard, he waved his long arm and drove away all the servants in the hall. He stayed alone in the room for a long time
At the same time, in the royal palace.
After Anthony left, the old king's aura weakened obviously.
Nanshan Hermit Master was still sitting quietly. In order to show his hospitality, the old king asked a maid to bring him a cup of good tea. The Nanshan Hermit Master drank the tea and looked at the old king and Edgar with his eyes wide open.
Edgar still insisted on his own principles and asked the old king to hand over Crystal.
At the beginning, the old king was still hesitating whether he should hand over Crystal or not, but with the help of the Nanshan Hermit Master, his hesitation became meaningless.
Of course! Crystal was now the disciple of the Nanshan Hermit Master. With the help of the Nanshan Hermit Master, it was impossible for the old king to kill Crystal as he had planned.
If he irritated the Nanshan Hermit Master, he would destroy the whole Dragon City.
But at this moment, he was very angry. Why did this old man tell others about the background and real identity of Anthony? What was he going to do? Did he want to make a mess in the Dragon City?
After the old king grumbled in his mind for a while, he put down the teacup and said, "Oh, I remember it. The day before yesterday, Kendra said that she brought back a friend whose face looked alike Crystal. Is this miss Crystal you mentioned?"
Although the old king lied, his meaning was very clear. He agreed to let go of Crystal.
Edgar didn't care about his lie. As long as the old king agreed to let his wife go, it didn't matter whether he was telling the truth or not.
Seeing the old king let out a sigh of relief, the Nanshan Hermit Master continued, "my disciple, Crystal, likes playing around. It
nwilling to say anything.
Hearing that, Edgar raised his voice to the top and his eyes turned bloodshot in an instant. "Tell me!"
Edgar could turn his breath into the resistance of illusion, and naturally, he could turn his voice into a sharp weapon to break through his opponent.
"Ahem!" The old king coughed and his face turned pale in an instant.
"I said, I said She was taken away by my daughter, Kendra. As for where she is going, I don't know either. "
The old king said weakly, suppressing the breath that was about to spurt out from his body.
All of a sudden, Edgar shook off the old king and walked past him.
The old king fell to the ground and coughed heavily, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
Walking up to the Nanshan Hermit Master, Edgar asked, "old man, do you know where Kendra often goes?"
The word "old man" made the Nanshan Hermit Master feel pretty weird, but he couldn't say anything to refute. After all, he had lost the bet on the title of elder.
And the address of "old man" shocked Elmer greatly!
Damn it! Did he hear it wrong? what? old man? What was the relationship between Edgar and his master? He called his master in such a domineering way!
However, it was none of his business.
After thinking for a while, the Nanshan Hermit Master suddenly remembered a place and said quickly, "let's go to the South Forest Mountain!"