It would be a pain to recreate the Tower
"Tsk, why do Dragons inherit his arrogance."
She snorted.
"That is our race's characteristics."
"It is your weakness, not characteristics."
Faustina corrected.
"Hm? Weakness? Never felt that way."
Vyriana shrugged.
"…"
Faustina had no option but to turn silent.
She was standing in front of the Strongest Divine Stage Cultivator throughout the history of Yrniel, of course this woman 'never felt that way', with those two freaks as her masters and her horrifying potential, she could do whatever she wanted and never face any repercussions.
"Alright, I think we are done with the greetings, correct?
Aeliana, please deal with the mess created here, it seems that the two of us are out of touch since we haven't been to Yrniel for a while." Caesar spoke up.
"…"
Aeliana, who was kneeling on the floor didn't say anything. She just couldn't believe that these two were this shameless.