Duke Lowe's Grandson

In the end, Braydon Neal was also encountering the same problem as the ancient sages.

Outsiders could not help Braydon make a choice on this matter.

That was why Old Man Zito said that he could not do anything about it.

Braydon chuckled. "Alright, let's not talk about it anymore. Don't let anyone know what we talked about today."

"Are you worried that the capital would make a move against that girl?" Old Man Zito knocked on his tobacco pot and stood up abruptly.

Braydon's eyes turned cold, and he said, "If the capital dares to do this, they are forcing me to move the northern army south!"

This sentence made Old Man Zito shiver.

If the northern army were to go south and sweep across the country, no one could match them!

If today's conversation was leaked and some people knew about it, Heather Sage's existence would affect the Northern King's conferment.

To some big shots, Heather was just an ordinary girl.