The Golden Walker's expression was calm, and his figure slowly dissipated, leaving only a lingering sound.
"Naturally, I will release them. Concealing your true identity is a separate issue. You better think it over carefully and contact my secretary once you're clear. Remember, in the Wizard World, words shouldn't be spoken recklessly. Don't forget the original agreement... Otherwise, tomorrow's blood battle casualty list might have one more name."
The Golden Robed Witch retracted the barrier and gave Louise a glance before her figure dissipated.
Louise stood in place, her eyes complex.
In her heart, there was an evil thought of calling Uncle Nine and others to come and then kill the Golden Walker.
But she knew that doing so would be futile and would only harm her clansmen and Uncle Nine and others.
