The man in black slightly frowned and hesitantly said:
"Since she willingly came to participate in the race, why should we interfere? Even if she dies, it doesn't concern us, right?"
Saraf's face darkened, and he sneered:
"Has my absence for too long made my orders irrelevant to you all?"
Upon hearing Saraf's words, the man in black felt a sudden fear and looked at him with a hint of dread in his eyes.
Indeed!
He was being too presumptuous.
No matter how much he looked down on Moonlight, orders from Lord Saraf had to be strictly followed.
"I apologize, my lord. I will issue instructions right away to properly handle it according to your will."
After speaking, the man in black bowed slightly and then quickly retreated.
"Next time, you'll return to the embrace of God!"
Saraf watched the man's retreating figure coldly and said.
Upon hearing Saraf's words, the man's steps faltered for a moment before quickening his pace and heading forward.
"Are you ready?"
