As soon as Glenn Clark finished speaking, the nearby high-level cultivator hastily translated, his spiritual will vibrating the void, repeating what Glenn had just said.
Kavadola slightly bowed his head, emitting a humming, muffled sound, "Hello, Lord Glenn."
Although the little one before him was very weak, weak enough that a single breath from it could kill him, the identity of the other party made Kavadola dare not take lightly.
That was the brother of the Upper God.
But if the Upper God was so powerful, why was his brother so weak?
As soon as Glenn had finished speaking, Justin Welan at his side couldn't wait to excitedly say, "Kavadola, my name is Justin Welan, and I am Jack's best friend."
Kavadola paused slightly but still nodded, "Hello, Lord Justin."
"Hahaha... Look, Zac, even a mythical powerhouse from different races is calling me a lord. I told you guys to come over and watch the fun, but you didn't come."