"I think you overestimate yourself a bit." Richard's voice carried a hint of disdain.
"At most, you can stir up a few small soldiers; that Immortal who killed the White Wolf King, even if you cause a ruckus, he would at most just glance your way."
People always fall into the mindset of an emperor with a golden hoe, thinking that what they see as a big deal is also a big deal in others' eyes. But in reality, what many see as important is nothing to those at a higher position.
Let alone that White is just a Second Level creature, a guard cultivated by a family. Even if White has transcended to become a Saint, reaching the state before Richard became a Great Wizard, in that Immortal's eyes, he's just a bigger bug.
At most, he could wipe out a few noble families.
And for a World Master, families are just tools—a dime a dozen.
Richard's mockery plunged White into silence; he could feel that Richard truly wasn't afraid of the Immortal who overthrew the White Wolf King.
