"Hmm?"
The man looked slightly confused as he saw a Divine Blood Sect disciple rushing toward him in a hurry.
"Haa… Haa… Finally!"
The disciple panted heavily, clearly exhausted from the long journey.
"Want some wine?" The man smiled and offered him a cup, but the disciple quickly shook his head.
"N-No, I appreciate the offer, Lord Emissary, but I only came to deliver an urgent report."
The disciple took a cautious step back.
He wasn't foolish enough to accept anything from this man.
Given his infamous reputation... being drugged was a very real possibility.
He only came here because he had no other choice.
"I see~"
The man wasn't offended in the slightest.
He casually took a sip of the wine and leaned back lazily on his wooden chair.
"So, what brings a disciple of the 'Fool' running all the way here in such a panic?"
The disciple's expression stiffened at the mocking nickname, but he quickly composed himself.
He pulled out a small jade tablet from his robe.
