A man slowly walked toward them from the far end of the luxurious corridor.
He was a man in a suit, apparently over thirty years old.
He had neatly groomed blond hair and handsome features. His attire was exceptionally formal, and he walked with an upright, powerful stride, his back held perfectly straight. Every movement seemed to proclaim that he embodied the refinement of one accustomed to high society.
His expression, too, seemed to constantly display fairness and rigor. He looked exceptionally serious.
As this man approached, the knights who had been glaring at Laura with hostility immediately dropped to one knee in respect.
"Commander!" Thus they loudly addressed him. Yes.
The man before them was the leader of the Knight Faction, the Knight Order Leader.
Fang Li gave him a brief look.
He actually sensed a pressure from the man that was no less imposing than Rearguard Water's.
Now this was interesting... According to Fang Li's knowledge, the Knight Order Leader was neither a Saint nor any kind of special being. Physically, he was no different from an ordinary magician.
Yet this man, who was not even a Saint, possessed pressure no weaker than that of Rearguard Water, who was far stronger than ordinary Saints. How could Fang Li not take notice?
The leader of the Knight Faction... Recalling the man's identity, Fang Li silently watched him approach.
However, the Knight Order Leader's gaze fell upon Laura first.
"You're late, Archbishop."
The Knight Order Leader's stern voice earned a leisurely smile from Laura.
"My apologies. I stopped to pick up some guests along the way, so I was slightly delayed."
At that, the Knight Order Leader's expression did not relax in the slightest.
"The Royal Faction has been waiting all this time." The Knight Order Leader rebuked her, "Making