I, Folyago, am the most devoted lover in Runeterra.

"Haha, why is Uncle speaking so distantly?"

"There's no need to be so polite. These are just empty titles. Call me whatever you like."

There's no need for us to be so distant.

Foygo laughed a few times, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, which was also a response to Vladimir's words.

This acknowledges these numerous identities.

"Hmph hmph hmph..."

"I dare not be so arrogant in front of a god..."

"Uncle, let's forget about it."

Vladimir chuckled, but there was no hint of amusement in his eyes; instead, his expression remained cold.

However, Fóyego still didn't seem to care about this.

We're all smart people; sometimes, attitude speaks volumes.

Just like when Vladimir faced LeBlanc, if he wanted to help, he would have done so long ago; there was no need for the excuse of "considering."

The same applies now; if they were truly to "turn against each other," why would they be sitting here talking to Feuergo?

Foygo gazed at the glass of wine before him, a profound look flashing in his eyes.

A number of thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant.

Vladimir was alone in the room at the moment, but there were two cups on the table.

Whatever the reason. Whether Vladimir guessed he would come tonight and prepared in advance.

The previous "guest" had just left, and there hadn't been time to clean up.

The outcome was favorable for Fóyego.

Because the wine in the glass remained completely untouched.

This shows that...

The visitor did not give the host any face, and the reason for this was simply that the meeting ended on bad terms.

.............

At that moment, a smile appeared on Foygo's face again.

He raised the wine glass in front of him, smelled the aroma of the wine, took a small sip, and then drank it all in one gulp.

"Yes, Not Bad."

"Uncle's taste is still as refined as ever."

"Although this wine is light in color, its aroma and intensity are exceptionally strong."

"It should be a high-quality product from Noxus."

Foygo put down his wine glass and said calmly.

Seeing this, Vladimir's gaze gradually softened, and he felt more confident.

At the same time, a slight smile finally appeared on his face.

As the saying goes, sometimes attitude speaks volumes.

In fact, Vladimir was indeed waiting for Fryego to arrive.

Because he desperately needed to get some information or a promise from Foygo.

At the same time, Vladimir was indeed hesitant; in other words, he was not ready to meet with Fryego.

Fóyego's sudden arrival was something he hadn't expected.

This also indirectly illustrates that Foygo's strength far surpasses his.

The realm of God is not a joke.

At present, Vladimir faces only two paths.

First, he would help LeBlanc, which would also mean becoming an enemy of Fryego.

The best outcome of doing this would be to exclude Leon Gures, who is openly known as Foygo, from the empire.

Then, he drove Fryegor's forces out of the Empire, maintaining the previous status quo, and sharing the Empire's power equally with LeBlanc.

Want to kill Feuergo? Kill a demigod?

Vladimir would never have such a thought.

Having spent thousands of years before reaching the demigod level, he was well aware of the power of a demigod.

The difficulty lies precisely here; it's an insurmountable hurdle.

That is—strength!

In terms of individual skill, Foygo has an absolute advantage and the ability to overturn the table.

If Feuergo continues to disregard the "rules of the game," he and LeBlanc will be the first to face the danger of perishing.

Moreover, Folyago has already established a firm foothold within the empire, so driving him out of the empire is no easy task.

The second is to maintain relations with Fryegor while rejecting LeBlanc.

But right now, given the imbalance of power, Vladimir needs to rebuild trust with Foyego.

That is, the basis for continuing the discussion.

Vladimir must at least ensure that Foygo does not lay a hand on him.

For Vladimir, rushing to meet with Foyego was undoubtedly a gamble.

No matter what Vladimir thought to himself, he felt that the probability of Foygo attacking him was about 50/50.

This is also why Vladimir hesitated before.

But the sudden arrival of Fojegos undoubtedly disrupted Vladimir's plans.

.............

But now, everything is different.

Foygo downed the drinks on the table in one gulp; he did more than just drink a glass.

This is a signal, and also an attitude.

This indicates that Fóyego's current attitude towards Vladimir is positive.

For these old foxes who have lived for thousands of years, a high degree of vigilance is the most basic thing.

Who can guarantee that there's nothing "added" to this drink?

It's worth noting that even the mighty Aurelion Sol, the Dragon King, could be outmaneuvered by a mere crown.

Not to mention Vladimir, the poison that can kill legends and even demigods?

Who knows whether it actually exists or not?

Despite the uncertain situation, Fóyego still dared to drink the wine offered by Vladimir in one gulp.

This is not only an attitude of trust, but also a manifestation of Foygo's own magnanimity and absolute confidence in his own strength!

It was a signal of goodwill he was sending to Vladimir.

Vladimir had naturally received this information by now.

In fact, this glass of wine was also a test from Vladimir for LeBlanc.

Obviously, LeBlanc chose to refuse.

This also shows that even with thousands of years of cooperation, LeBlanc still does not have the trust in Vladimir.

Although LeBlanc remains cautious, this also indicates that LeBlanc herself is not strong enough.

A quick comparison reveals the superiority of the two.

It could be said that a single cup of wine indirectly influenced the situation of the entire empire and even Runeterra.

.................

"Li Ang, your taste remains impeccable."

"He's like a god."

Vladimir spoke slowly, his attitude immediately becoming three levels more gentle than before.

"Haha, you flatter me, my uncle."

Foygo chuckled a few times and looked at Vladimir with a meaningful gaze.

"Hmph, Li Ang."

"Do you still consider me your uncle? You've kept this from me for so long!"

"While I understand your predicament, shouldn't you offer some explanation?"

Then, Vladimir pretended to be angry and said something, but his words brought their relationship back to the level of "uncle and nephew".

His words were also a subtle way of implying to Fóyego that he wanted the information he desired.