“It’s no problem at all. Just don’t forget the promise you made. I had a great dream last night, you know?” Angelo grinned devilishly.
“I won’t...” With that, Cecilia brought the others out of the palace, and Angelo followed them.
When it was almost noon, Peyton could be seen arriving at the entrance of Crimson Palace with several men.
The people who came with him were Martial Arts Grandmasters, while Peyton himself was a Semi Martial Arts Marquis.
The people of Crimson Palace were basically no match for them.
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