Free Himself

"When I was a child, it was Grand Master who seized the fortune of heaven and earth to purify my bloodline. Unfortunately, I was too young at that time to help Grand Master!" Loki Foreman's eyes were filled with fervent faith. 

Here, only he knew who Braydon Neal was.

"You hadn't even learned how to speak back then, but you've grown so much in the blink of an eye!" Braydon said softly.

"Back then, after Grand Master purified my bloodline, the clan sealed me in ice so that I could completely digest Grand Master's generous gift. It was only three hundred years ago that I was unsealed!" He had cultivated for 300 years and reached the spirit body realm.

He was known as the next head of the Foremans.

"Is Chelsea alright?" Braydon suddenly asked.

"Mother has fallen!" Loki clenched his fists, and his eyes could not help but turn red. 

He had been frozen when he was still a baby.