The first thing Theo saw was a massive, bulging chest.
The figure’s colossal size obscured his face, but Theo didn’t need to think twice about who it was.
"So, he’s been lying low with the Wolf Fang Faction after all."
It made sense. The Wolf Fang Faction was the perfect place for Phanryong to regroup, given it was a power base he had personally cultivated.
And, of course, there was no mistaking the overwhelming presence and domineering energy—Phanryong was the only person it could be.
Even the palace steward beside Theo had grown pale, nearly trembling under the sheer weight of Phanryong’s aura.
“I-I’ll take my leave now…”
