It was difficult to tell a person’s age if one did not probe with one’s Divine Consciousness. Many of those who had lived for tens of thousands of years liked to maintain a youthful appearance after all.
"Fin! Answer me!" The hot daddy's ruby eyes reddened, almost becoming like a devil from hell. Finley couldn't help but shudder, and his innocent face turned grave.
"But, Mr Roger, the air force is still needed…" Alex, the eagle-like young man, slowly sat down and lowered his head. His voice became quieter as he spoke.
The stress accumulated over a few weeks after the baby transmigrated became the reason why Ainsley didn't stop crying. The baby just needed time to vent, and now is the right time.
However, it couldn’t do that. It was definitely hiding somewhere here, which meant it also had constraints. It was either disguising itself as a corps commander or one of the many morons here. Or it might have been waiting to attack me in the swamp as a powerful purebred member of the Maruka Clan.
That's quite a scary thing to imagine. Ainsley would feel like sitting on lines and needles, and God knows whether she could sleep or not. Under such pressure, even an adult would be wide awake for days.
The 15-year-old teenager nodded to himself. As someone wielding four abilities, he shouldn't back down easily, even if pitted against Jevon, the bastard with three all-rounded abilities.
Actually, they didn't want to let her go out...but who knew that the 'Godfather' spirit descended once more, possessing Ainsley and forcing them to comply with his request.
Luo Ming gradually materialized into view. The nine clawed golden dragon had grossly underestimated them, thinking that none was the wiser to his presence. Although Luo Ming had only sent a replica to Darkstar, this was his strongest replica. How would he possibly be oblivious to an intruder’s presence in the Wind and Cloud Pagoda?