"Crazy times, crazy times!" Jordan bellowed with an uncomfortable laugh as he talked.
In his throne hall at the top of the pyramid, he was with some princes, all of them immortal.
And they were having a discussion on how long it would take before they got anything done.
There were at least two hundred of these immortals and the weakest were mid-tier while the strongest were more or less High Level Immortals.
Only Jordan, sitting on his pillow throne with a fake interested expression, was at the Supreme Level.
But besides Jordan, not all the rest were lion princes.
His granddaughter was also here and observed everything from the corner of the hall. She was at the absolute peak of mid-tier immortals and could even fight some weak High Level Immortals, but she wasn't counted as a Lion Prince in the De'Ville Clan.
The De'Ville Clan was not really gender specific about who got to become a prince or a princess.
