“Daowei Fatian, this has to do with the future of our two worlds. The ultimate weapon forged by Ancient Paths definitely cannot be completed, so we’re relying on you for this,” said a sovereign enveloped in dazzling light from the Immortals’ World. His voice was elderly but filled with vigour.
Ainsley gnawed the pillow and hit the bed with her tiny fists, wanting to vent her anger toward the Godfather because she simply couldn't beat the Godfather, right?
“Shut up. No matter what your sister did wrong, it’s not up to an unrelated outsider to deal with her, let alone someone with an unknown background and impure motives.”
The moment the butler went back to the carriage at the very back, instead of reporting to his master, he suddenly took a cup of hot tea on the mini table inside the lavish carriage, and…
This old man was dressed in a dirty manner with messy hair and some dirt on his face. His eyes were large with brown light shining in his pupils. Two whiskers grew on the corners of his mouth like fish whiskers.
Also...can the ability grow stronger? What if each ability will be stagnant just like each person's innate talent. If that's the case, I have to find out just how strong my ability is.