Chapter 6220
“Are you one of my kind?”
The man was very excited to see one of his kind. Judging from the situation, the other party probably saved him.
“Yes. I predicted that you’d appear at this place, so I asked someone to rescue you. You’re quite unlucky,” Celeste said awkwardly, feeling sorry for his bad luck.
It was tragic to think that such a noble and mysterious race ended up as a slave.
“They don't know my identity. They just think I look good. Thanks to them, I’ve done quite well with this face.”
He laughed at himself at this point.
Ronan felt sorry for the man at the sight of his pitiful state. He had been in the same plight back then—without any status and rejected wherever he went. He understood this misery better than anyone else.
After getting to know each other, Philip took them away through the side door.
The gentle and refined man was Darius. Philip gave him some pills to heal him so that he would not look so haggard.
When they walked out, they bumped into Arachne

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