"Saint Heir, what are you doing?! Kneel down quickly!"
The Elf Race's Saintess Saina urgently said to the proud and defiant Saint Heir Alvis.
Alvis looked at Shengshi's Drunkard and his group approaching from behind Lin Yi, and the guild members beginning to clear the area both inside and outside Huagu.
For Alvis, asking him, an Elf Saint Heir with nearly Seventh Transformation power, to kneel to a Chosen One with merely Fourth Transformation power.
This was no different than a direct insult to his face.
However, for the sake of his own plan, Alvis had to follow the rules and fulfill his duties and responsibilities as the Saint Heir of the Elf Race.
Alvis glanced at Lin Yi and, with an unwilling expression, kneeled on one knee towards Lin Yi:
"I greet Your Majesty the Elf King."
Looking at the Saint Heir in front of him, Lin Yi's eyes were full of cold light.
If he could, he would love to slap this traitor to death right now (Lin Yi still didn't know he was the culprit).
