“Hah… that Old Fart finally left,” Queen Evane said grumpily. “He's already this old, so why does he still not kick the bucket? It must be hard on you, Nicole.”
“I’m used to it, Your Majesty,” Nicole replied.
Ethan only sipped his tea quietly as he listened to the conversation.
Just like Queen Evane had said, Oscar had stayed inside his room for nearly half an hour before leaving.
The man didn’t say anything and just sat quietly on the side, listening to their conversation.
Even so, Ethan was certain that the Patriarch of the Asta Family was sizing him up.
This wasn’t the first time that something like this had happened, so he was already used to it.
Ethan had met many powerful people in the past, and he had to admit that Oscar Asta, who stood above the Asta Family, was an impressively strong person.