Chapter 227

Varek opened the door and stepped inside.

The front yard was small and simple. Past the gate, he spotted the main hall.

The door was already open. Inside sat a short, chubby old man, writing with a brush.

Varek walked in.

"Have a seat."

Without even glancing up, the old man finished the last stroke, then finally looked at him.

"Glacial King, I've heard plenty about you."

"You knew I'd show