Before the words were finished, Abel Vance's figure appeared ghost-like in front of everyone.
The pressure of the Monarch-level warrior instantly enveloped the entire square, even the air froze.
Seeing the person who arrived.
Ian Cheney's pupils shrank abruptly, sweat beads appeared on his forehead.
This was the Chief of the Southern Military Region.
He might not show respect to Sean Sherman, but he definitely wouldn't dare to act out in front of Abel Vance.
"Sir..." Ian Cheney hurriedly stepped forward, his waist almost bent in half, "Why did you come personally..."
Abel Vance glanced at him indifferently and walked straight to Sean Sherman:
"Sean Sherman, explain what happened!"
At this moment,
Sean Sherman was digesting the information in the words just spoken by Abel Vance.
This accolade could only be awarded to someone with outstanding contributions to Draconia!
