"This, this is..."
The man across raises his hand and takes a sip of wine, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, he says:
"The Old Master did not go in the direction of the Myriad Beast Valley."
"He is directly coming here, towards our King's brother, to the direction of our Parthian Military King. What does this prove? You should be able to guess a little..."
As he speaks, he gradually lowers his voice and says:
"I guess there might have been a fallout between the Myriad Beast Valley and the Old Master."
"Now the Old Master might not be planning to return to the Myriad Beast Valley, directly coming to our Military City... to find the King's eldest brother, at the very least, he is a Fifth Rank or even Fourth Rank top Master. What he can gain here is surely much better than enduring grievances in the Myriad Beast Valley!"
The knife-wielder in front listens in shock and says:
"This, how is this possible?"
"Would the Myriad Beast Valley allow it? Absolutely impossible!"
