Chapter 41 The Riddler

Mo Fei's words directly changed the complexions of all the Black Dragon Lords present.

Especially a few of the older Ancient Black Dragons thought to themselves, who do you think you are, Morphis? You've only just advanced to an Ancient Black Dragon and you're so arrogant, showing no respect to your seniors.

NPCs are not limited by the advancement pathways, and these Ancient Black Dragons are also high-ranking Black Dragon Lords, wielding more influence in the council of Black Dragon Lords than Morphis does.

Even Satarrio was somewhat speechless; no matter how displeased he was with the younger generations, he had never spoken out so bluntly.

Nefarian said darkly, "Morphis, since you say so, do you have any better plans?"

Mo Fei smiled slightly, "Of course, I have a better plan, a perfect plan. There is such a city on the Eastern Continent. The treasury within the city holds countless treasures and magical items, among which there are even Divine Artifacts.