In the forefront stood a young man with a playful and fierce look, wearing a golden crown and clad in shiny golden armor.
Behind the young man, one was an old man in a blue robe with a hunched body and a cold sneer on his old face, and the other a robust middle-aged man with a square face full of killing aura, his body covered in heavy black armor.
By now, the identities of the three were self-evident.
"Fourth Brother? Mr. Stone? Kent?"
Ariel Watson's starry eyes were filled with astonishment as she blurted out, "How dare you openly appear here?"
"Hehe, my dear Princess, isn't that quite normal?"
Mr. Stone gently stroked his grizzled beard, and although his words carried respect, his old face bore a mocking disdain, "You all could bring up matters from ten years ago and persuade the master of our house to bring in a mysterious ally, why couldn't we appear before you?"
"No, this place is highly concealed, by rights, you should never have been able to track us here."