The younger generations that took over the Sloan Family couldn't even get the sacred guardians' recognition, leading their family to decline day by day due to other forces.
"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.
His uncle, however, had struggled twice before him. The first time when he tried to complete the painting of a spear and failed, and the second time was when he revealed to Leonel that beneath his golden armor, he was entirely drenched in sweat.
Ainsley hummed as she let Elliana carry her to the dining room. Getting a convenient vehicle wouldn't hurt, right? She didn't want to walk 15 minutes just to go to the dining hall!
Loren, the young master of the Lionel family, furrowed his eyebrows. He realised that the baby just disturbed his speech, breaking the flow of the conversation.
Chronos also had his bottom line. He wouldn't use a powerful wide-area skill to someone who wasn't even his contractor. For this fairy to help Ainsley alone was already a good thing.
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…
Finley suddenly felt the need to run away, not wanting to tell his dad about Ainsley, afraid that he would adopt her or something. However, to borrow a force from his dad or use his own force, he had to get his dad's permission.
“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.