Sacred Land of the Elves (4)

"Mr. Rhode, how did it go?"

Lize stood up hurriedly and said. Rhode spread his arms apart and shrugged. "Everything went well. If I wasn't mistaken, we will resolve this troublesome problem soon." Rhode casually glanced at the dagger hilts by his waist lightly.

"Let's go. During this period, I will bring you girls to shop around the Elves' gathering place. I'm sure you will be interested."

Rhode turned to the towering oak that punctured through the clouds.

It seemed that there were many things required of them to handle.