He had just thought of Tate, but didn't expect Tate to have already returned from Triumph City.
Without any unnecessary words, the guard withdrew.
A few minutes later.
A chaotic sound of footsteps echoed from the distant stairs.
Under Lynn's watchful gaze.
Tate walked in the front, followed closely by six figures.
Four men and two women, all of varying statures and appearances.
But their clothing was far more luxurious than that of ordinary townsmen.
Standing five or six meters before Lynn, Tate and the six others bowed deeply.
Standing straight again, Tate respectfully said: "Lord."
Lynn responded with a voice, saying: "Scholar Tate, I thought you decided to stay in Triumph City and wouldn't return to my territory."
Tate was slightly surprised and quickly explained: "Lord, you overthink it."
"The journey from your territory to Triumph City is indeed fraught with many challenges."
