Inside the Yulan Plane's Supreme Academy of Sciences.
"Oh? Reinass actually said that?"
As Huosi listened to Adkins's report, he could not help frowning.
"Yes, my lord. Although I also feel that Dunnington should not be such a petty person, I did not dare conceal it."
Adkins spoke with a bow, answering cautiously.
Personally, he did not quite believe it either. But though the possibility was slim, he still had to report it. The rest would be left to his lord's judgment.
"Bayer, what do you think?"
After thinking for a moment, Huosi did not make an immediate decision and instead asked Bayer beside him.
"My lord, I believe Dunnington is definitely not someone who cares about empty fame."
Bayer considered it before answering.
His words directly left Adkins speechless.
It was not that Bayer's words were particularly outrageous or difficult to understand, but rather the way Bayer had addressed his lord.
If he had not misheard, Bayer had just called him "my lord." What exactly had happened?
After so many years of development, Adkins was no longer the hotheaded youth he had once been. As the manager of Blue Star City, he knew very well what the name Bayer represented.
A wind-element Paragon Highgod—a powerhouse who did not even need to kneel upon meeting a Chief Sovereign.
Yet today, Bayer, of all people, had addressed Lord Huosi as "my lord." What did that mean?
Bayer ignored the storm raging through Adkins's mind and continued speaking.
"Dunnington has no need for such empty fame to prove anything. His own name is the finest proof."
Bayer and Dunnington could be considered old acquaintances. Paragon Highgods were not particularly friendly toward Chief Sovereigns, but they were still quite courteous toward other Paragons.
Though Bayer and Dunnington could not be called especially familiar,