At that, another marquis actually began to praise him.
"Exactly!"
"While Caesar's hounds are still busy hunting down the others, enjoy talking while you can."
Duke Donglin came over to the Ladonian, arms folded, wearing an expression of pure enjoyment.
"You... I know you. You're that tyrant's lackey!"
Recognizing Duke Donglin, the Ladonian was startled.
"What, are you here to shut me up for that little runt?"
"Heh, you're panicking?" Duke Donglin sneered.
"Relax. I don't care what others say about Caesar, and she cares even less."
Before long, Yan Huan and Cyrene arrived nearby.
Noticing them, Duke Donglin smiled faintly.
"Oh? The Oracle's Child... Heh, what rare guests."
"Did you come to relax at the bathhouse too?"
"The water temperature is perfect today, so make sure you enjoy yourselves."
"You need to rest up properly for the next battle."
Before Yan Huan could reply, the Ladonian behind her angrily spat out,
"What Oracle's Child... Another one of Caesar's tricks, right?!"
"To wage war against the Titans and commit Great Treason, she's even dragged out this Oracle's Child nonsense."
"This kid doesn't even look stronger than me. Caesar pushed him to the front as a shield at such a young age?"
At that, Duke Donglin glanced at him. "Watch your mouth."
"You should be thankful you don't have the right to sit at the Alliance Conference table."
"Otherwise, you'd have been eating grass in the Hall of Three Phases of Destiny long ago."
"Tch." The Ladonian snorted, shot them a vicious glare, and stormed away.
The other onlookers quickly scattered as well. Only after moving farther away did they dare continue peeking at them.
Duke Donglin paid them no mind as she said to Yan Huan and the others,
"Ah, right. If you still want to bathe, you should hurry."