"Stop it all of you!"
Finally, another person made an appearance.
The Dean of the Crystal Core Research Institute, Ma Deburg.
"Dean Ma Deburg, tell those idiots to scram! We can't let our Molten Beast plan be held up!" Ding Ge said as if he had seen his savior.
"Dean Ma Deburg! Old Ma! We're brothers, you can't let those weaklings take advantage of us, we just upgraded our battle armor, we can't throw it away!"
The two of them, as if seeing their savior, pleaded with Ma Deburg for help.
"I say, both of you are quite old now, can we not be so childish? Before Long Yi arrived, you two had had a fight. Now, the dwarves' envoys are waiting, do you want to embarrass us even outside the country?"
Hearing Ma Deburg's words, both men simultaneously cast contemptuous glances at each other.
"Hmm, you're dumbstruck, aren't you! Old Ma certainly won't help you!" Angidd spoke first.
"You idiot, he never planned to help you!" Ding Ge replied defiantly.