The crowd’s attention shifted back to the young lord after Jinlin’s question.

Was the idea of activating the altar his alone? Or was it the will of his father and Dragon? In the latter case, the weight was far heavier.

“Does it matter? I represent myself, that’s more than enough.” The young lord replied.

“I represent Lion’s Roar in this matter.” Jinlin stared at him. Each word of this sentence...