Chapter 382: Father's Kindness, Son's Filial Piety?

Looking at the handcuffs on their hands, Archer Bright and his son were lost in confusion.

What they didn't expect was that Jayden, who they considered a martial arts soldier, was now standing respectfully by White Mitchell's side.

The look on his face suggested deep reverence for White Mitchell.

This reverence wasn't pretentious, but was heartfelt.

What on earth was going on?

Archer Bright and his son looked at White Mitchell, their eyes heavy with questions.

Facing their bewildered gaze, White Mitchell gave a cold laugh: "Coming to mourn? To block the road? You're too late."

Too late?

The words puzzled Archer Bright and his son even more.

At that moment, the people of the Sayon armed forces, escorting Jeremiah Weiden and the twelve flying tigers, slowly emerged from the villa district.

Whoosh!

Seeing this, Archer Bright and his son didn't hold back a shiver. Their faces lit up like a colorful carousel lamp.

Jeremiah Weiden was arrested, captured by their own military!