Chapter 465: Competitive Job Posting_2

No sooner had the voice died away than a golden-haired elf prince clad in a splendid robe strode out of the room behind. Bloodshade Heavytower immediately recognized the figure, and the latter recognized him as well.

Rebel (Prince of Silvermoon City): "Damn, Bloodshade Heavytower, you double-crosser, I knew you weren't some old hand, betraying our elf kin, shameless!"

Bloodshade Heavytower was startled, but he quickly regained his composure. This kid showing up here was also damn sure not up to any good.

"Screw it, aren't you here to play the guide as well? Still have the nerve to chastise me?"

"That's different. My stance has always been clear to my brothers; I've been advocating for elves to join the Horde all along. Haven't you noticed my name is actually 'Rebel'? What I wanted was to bring elves into the Horde. But to think, ah to think, it's one thing for a Rebel to defect, but you—shouting your 'fight to the death' slogan loudest of all—have come to play guide as well."