Ivar the Black Panther

When Luton raised his head, his expression looked perfectly normal. If one didn't know better, one would consider him a civilized man.

Everybody had something on their minds.

Luton led Himmel Soan into the manor and reached a luxurious courtyard.

With a clap of his hands, over a dozen nice-looking female Golden Core cultivators came out with tea, fruit, and desserts. After setting everything down on the table, they stepped back, held their hands in front of them, and humbly bowed their heads.

"Sir, please wait here while I send a message to my father, telling him you've arrived." Luton left with a smile.

"I didn't know they would have so much delicious food here!" Firey was practically drooling over the desserts.

"Emperor Baih is one of the eight emperors. Of course, he would have nice food around the house." Himmel Soan smiled and rubbed Firey's head.