There is No More Northern King Neal in the World!

Braydon Neal slowly half-knelt on the altar. He had lost his usual calmness. The wound of the beauty in his arms was bleeding non-stop.

The wound caused by the national might's heavenly blade was simply incurable!

The wound couldn't heal. It was just a superficial wound.

What really hurt Sadie Dudley was the sword power!

The heavenly blade of the nation's fate had damaged her martial arts foundation.

This was the most fatal wound one could have!

Braydon used his hand to cover Sadie's wound on her abdomen. Blood flowed out from his fingers and continuously soaked their clothes.

This scene caused Braydon to be slightly flustered and clumsy. He said hoarsely, "Sadie, you'll be fine!"

"Silly boy, take the Qilin Nation Protection Seal and you will be the son of Hansworth. From now on, you will shine brightly, and no one will remember me!"

Sadie's jade-like hands were holding a Qilin Seal.