Remus' face was pale, and he looked weak. However, he still mustered the strength to size up the middle-aged man in front of him.
Although Remus had never heard of the other party before, judging from his demeanor and the aura naturally emanating from him, it was not difficult to determine his identity!
He is the Saint Master Shenington...
Remus wasn't afraid because he was already at Grandmaster Merlion's and the others' mercy, who treated him like a lamb to the slaughter. Moreover, facing the Saint Master Shenington was no different. He was just puzzled.
"Finally?" Remus asked tentatively, "Do you mean we should have met long ago?"
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