"Leave that to me. You'd better reclaim your old base before I solve the problem," he coldly glanced at Yohkel beside him, then took off his dark steel gloves and put them on. The Lizardman bandit leader stood awkwardly silent, knowing that Conrad was on the brink of an anger explosion and a rash move could cost its life. It often dared to oppose him, but now was not the time to press his luck.
Seeing Conrad turn to leave, it stammered, "Sil... Silver Elf?"
"Handle it yourself."
Conrad snorted coldly without looking back; if the Silver Elf really was provoked by this brainless lizard, he had no need to wade into this muddy water. Although the Shepherd Tree Man, as a huge organization, did not necessarily fear the Silver Elf Empire Hayalan — especially since the race had been concealed and forgotten for so long. After all, those sacred warriors mentioned in legends, no one wished to provoke them without reason.
