I'm Your Grandpa!

Feng Qing found it funny. Not only was the Sword God proficient in Country F's language, but he was also proficient in the language of at least eight countries. Using his words, this was his innate talent. As long as he stayed in the corresponding country for a few years, he would be able to completely grasp the language of that country.

At that moment, a silver old car drove over. Duke Raymond pushed the door open and got out of the car. He walked quickly towards them with an anxious expression.

Seeing that he was here, the head of the bodyguards hurriedly reported. Duke Raymond nodded and walked up to Feng Qing and the Sword God. He said very gentlemanly, "I'm sorry, my people don't know the rules. Please come in!"

With that, Raymond made an inviting gesture. If they walked from here to the Duke's Manor, it would take at least twenty minutes. After all, the Duke's Manor's front yard was five thousand meters long, so they could only take a car.