The room was slightly dark. Baron Dylan deliberately chosee a dimmer candle light.
His face, which was distorted due to his grievance, was gloomy and uncertain in the candle light. His eyes, filled with Haze, revealed a sense of humiliation and suppressed a deep hatred of incomparable anger.
Baron Dylan felt like an old wolf king who had been expelled, refusing to admit that he's aged.
A few months ago, he was still in control of everything.
He just did not expect that.
That little brat could actually disguise himself so well.
Or wait so patiently. He had been enduring all the way from the Lion Castle until now, and until now, he still hid in front of him. When everyone relaxed and really let the little brat breath for bit, he suddenly erupted.
"As expected of the child of Grand Duke Cameron and Princess Sofia!"
Baron Dylan gritted his teeth.