After hearing Noah explain the entire cause and effect in one breath, Alex stroked his chin and nodded thoughtfully, a smile of deep interest at the corners of his mouth.
This Ebon Candle was truly interesting. After the Mourning Candle Dynasty was cleaned up by the Crimson Soaring Dynasty, its current territory was nothing more than a single island, with less than a hundred thousand subjects.
Right now, Ebon could not even be called a monarch, he was just an island lord, and yet he ended up having his mind bewitched by a fox demon.
Seeing Alex smiling but remaining silent, Noah asked anxiously. "Saint Lord, what do you say?"
"This trip to the Mourning Candle Dynasty... are you going or not?"
"Going, of course I am going." Alex put down his teacup, stood up, and smiled faintly.
"No matter what is said, the Mourning Candle Dynasty can still be considered a neighboring dynasty of our Heavenly Flame Dynasty."
