Chapter 290

"What an impressive feat! Frederick managed to kill the Smiths' top warrior just by slapping him a few times?" Liana murmured with a smile, holding a glass of red wine in one hand and petting her dog with the other. "This man keeps surprising me."

Keith was sweating profusely, and he said, "My lady, this is no ordinary feat! Killing a peak Sovereign Grandmaster with a few slaps? That's enough to cause a sensation in Aston!"

Aston State wasn't like the Northern Frontier. Across Drakonia, Savant Grandmasters were rare, and a Sovereign Grandmaster could dominate an entire region.

Yet Frederick, barely in his twenties, had effortlessly slain one.

Swirling her glass, Liana said calmly, "If I'm not mistaken, he must know my fiancé! He might even be one of his subordinates."

Only someone connected to Hades could have such astonishing talent and audacity.

"Keith, dig up everything about him! I want to know everything about him!" she ordered. "No one who can kill a Sovereign Grandmaster