273 273. Regret

A table filled with delicacies was placed right in the middle of one of the most luxurious rooms of the Ballor mansion.

The table divided the cultivators in the room according to their families.

June, her father, and the Patriarch of the Ballor family were on one side while William, Rhys, and Adrian were on the other one.

"Lord Otis, I want to express my appreciation for allowing us to meet the heir of your family today."

Adrian spoke in a polite manner to the Patriarch of the Ballor family.

Otis was an elderly man with short silver hair and a long white beard, he waved his hand at Adrian's words with a wide smile on his face.

"This is just a small matter, we are happy to help the Balvan family."

The Ballor family was just a small-size noble family, even if they were in a different domain, they still had to respect a more powerful family.

"I've already spoken to my daughter, she has agreed to answer all your questions."