"Vice Admiral Randall, come with me."
The Elegant Five Elder took the lead.
Veins bulged on the One-Sword Five Elder's arm, but in the end, he said nothing and swept away.
One person was enough to show the way.
He feared that if he stayed around Randall any longer, he would draw his sword and slash him.
With the Elegant Five Elder leading him, Randall encountered no obstacles.
Everyone who saw the Five Elder was too frightened to come near.
Soon, the Five Elder stopped before a palace-like house.
The guards outside hurriedly saluted.
The Elegant Five Elder walked straight past without even glancing at them.
Randall followed.
The guards exchanged looks, but none dared stop him.
Of course they didn't. How could they dare stop someone the Five Elder had brought along?
Inside the house, Saint Babababa was discussing how to get revenge on Randall with a CP0 agent.
It was called a discussion, but in reality, the CP0 agent was the only one racking his brains while Saint Babababa constantly picked holes in his ideas.
Just then, the door suddenly swung open.
Saint Babababa instantly flew into a rage.
Who the hell dared push open the door to his house?!
He glared over, only to see an old man with a long beard.
His anger subsided a little at the sight, though his expression remained sour.
Sitting on the sofa, he asked impatiently,
"Oh, a Five Elder. What do you want with me?"
The Elegant Five Elder's expression darkened further.
"Watch your attitude, Saint Babababa!"
Saint Babababa nearly exploded.
Attitude, my ass! You bastards got my daughter killed, and now you want me to show you respect?!
But intimidated by the Five Elders' authority, he had to show some respect, at least on the surface.
"Just tell me.