"Who are they?" Ling Yuheng frowned slightly as she looked at the newcomers, the bodyguards outside the house hadn't stopped them, and she had a feeling that this person was a big shot.
However, Olivia could no longer conceal her excitement. As she looked at the man with blond hair, her sharpness diminished, replaced by complete submission and worship.
"You...You are..." Trembling, she couldn't help but let tears fall and with a thump, she knelt on one knee before Thor.
Thor wore a black suit coat that seemed very heavy and brown leather shoes that shone. His golden long hair draped over his shoulders, and he looked to be just over forty years old. There was a scar on his chin and one eye was blind, covered by an eye-patch, and he had a golden beard on his chin.
"Olivia, I have heard of your name." Thor nodded, speaking with a thick Northern European accent. He was very pleased with Olivia's demeanor but did not take offense to Ling Yuheng's indifference.
