The General of the North

He had offended everyone with just one sentence!

However, Braydon Neal's identity was that of a young man with a high position and great power. He was the War God of the northern region at the age of thirteen!

He was a young War God!

A seventeen-year-old conferred King!

With such a status, he did not need to flatter anyone, nor did he need to look at anyone's face.

Everyone in the crowd looked down on Braydon.

In that case, there was no need for Braydon to leave them any face!

"You're the idiot!" Xana Thomas shouted.

Heather Sage rolled her eyes. She had some understanding of Braydon's character, so she went to comfort her best friend, Xana.

If Xana had seen how well-behaved the five commanders were in front of Braydon, she would understand that Braydon was like this.