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Night.
In the Lord Manor's main hall in Frost Town, lights were ablaze.
Several iron chandeliers hung from the wooden beam ceiling, illuminating the intricately carved long table.
On the table, silver candlesticks bore burning beeswax candles, casting brilliant shadows on crystal wine glasses.
The table was covered with a clean linen cloth, adorned with finely pruned floral arrangements and assorted pre-dinner sweets.
Observing these noble decorations that did not belong to the Northern Wasteland, Luo De couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.
Of several Lord Manors, only his was truly simple and plain.
Luo De realized his manor needed to speed up its development.
"Baron Rod, thank you so much."
Baron Edmund sat at the main seat, cheeks flushed, his mouth brimming with an uncontrollable smile,
"If it weren't for you and your dragon, Frost Town would have been doomed."
"Those Earth Spirit Demon Rabbits, heavens, they were simply terrifying."
