During their conversation,
Lord Huang Chen plunged into the vortex and disappeared without a trace!
"This guy also knows what he's doing."
Mr. Matthew smiled silently.
After sending off the Demon Dragon, he was still in a rather good mood.
It wasn't because of the Demon Dragon's flattery,
but rather because solving problems without bloodshed was in itself a cause for delight.
However,
the Demon Dragon might have left swiftly,
but the spellcasters left behind found themselves in an awkward dilemma, exchanging troubled glances.
Especially the man with the long whip, who was now trembling with fear and as pale as death.
In the past,
Mr. Matthew might have demanded something of them.
But now,
he simply waved them off, signaling for them to leave quickly.
The spellcasters fled as if they had been granted amnesty.
Only the female mage, who had been intimidated by the Demon Dragon's presence and fainted, remained unconscious on the ground.