Shadow never expected the opposing party to have already boarded his ship, exuding murderous intent, while he was still planning on his first move. Even when his subordinates aimed their weapons at him, the Navien war legate did not seem to panic in the slightest bit.

On the contrary, he took a step forward and exuded a murderous intent so strong that one could feel it wherever they stood. A number of women in the atrium screamed and fled.

Shadow was glued to his sofa, large droplets of sweat dripping from his face. No one in the past had the courage to provoke him in these waters, so much so that he felt like he was unparalleled in this world. However, a feeling of uneasiness and panic began to creep into his heart the very moment Adrian walked in.

“Dra…Draco, what brought you here? Black Nergal harbors no enmity against you, So why are you…” Shadow grew restless and constantly beckoned his subordinates with his eyes in an attempt to launch a surprise attack on Adrian.

Adrian stop