Manta pulled up a chair and sat next to Dustin while signaling the maid to leave.

The maid’s eyes lit up at the sight of the hero saving a damsel in distress.

Dustin heard someone speaking and looked up indifferently.

The next second, he trembled in fear at the sight of the senior apprentice of the Spade Guild.

“Oh, what brings you here?

Why didn’t you tell me that you were coming so that I could greet you at the door?” Dustin flattered Manta like a lapdog.

Although Manta was not skilled in making pills or weapons, he was so strong that he was not to be trifled with.