Drakon of The Seven Armies – Chapter 1931

If it wasn't for the masked man, would anyone here even listen to Linus?

Magnus immediately ordered his subordinates to bring his injured students to another room for treatment. On the other hand, he went into a room that was being guarded by someone from the Ashleigh clan.

Inside the simple room, Linus was sitting at the head of the table. The masked man sat to his left.

There were all sorts of delicious cuisines on the table, but Mizar and Altair found it very hard to swallow.

"Haha! Dear patriarchs and sect leaders, thanks for making your way here overnight. Here, let me make a toast to you." Linus stood up and raised his glass. His cocky gaze swept over everyone at the table.