Cold Swords Hanging in All Directions of the Capital
編輯: EndlessFantasy Translation
Braydon Neal's clothes were spotless. He stood on the crown of a towering tree and lightly stepped on the ground.
His arrival shocked many people!
The hundreds of people present looked over in unison.
They were quite curious about this white-robed youth.
Ginny Neal revealed her pearly white teeth and giggled. "Big Brother!"
"You are…"
Layne Geller was in the capital's Mountain Division. With his warlord level strength, he was at most a nameless pawn.
It would be difficult for a young official of the 24 divisions of the capital to even meet Braydon!
Not to mention a small character like Layne, who was not qualified be in contact with Braydon!
In layman's terms, outsiders below the wargod level would not even have the right to see King Braydon.