"Didn't the Anglanish get lost?"

"Tut-tut." Elder Zhan glanced at the group of Anglanish people mockingly and said disdainfully, "You Anglanish people are really thick-skinned, aren't you?"

As soon as he said that, the faces of the people from Anglan instantly darkened.

But near them, a young man in a formal dress with long golden wavy hair stepped out of the crowd of L'hexagone at this time.

"Who said that we're ...