"Admetos, you go back first. I have private matters to discuss!"
Seeing his friend stop him with a stern tone once more, the hospitable and enthusiastic King Thessaly's expression stiffened, then he nodded lightly, maintaining a faint smile as usual.
"Alright, you two chat first. I'll go to the city and prepare some wine and dishes to entertain the guests."
Saying so, he casually led a warhorse that was grazing under the shade of the trees, swiftly mounted it, and then, grabbing the reins, he galloped towards the distant Royal City of Thessaly.
Luo En watched the other's gesture of unconsciously gripping the bronze sword at his waist during the ride and couldn't help but smile wryly.
Was this preparing wine and dishes to entertain? It clearly seemed more like running back to call someone to chop him up, right?
However, shortly after, he looked toward the figure riding like the wind, speeding back to call for reinforcements, and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.