Ainsley felt a crushing defeat even before she started a battle. Her confidence that soared to the sky fell to hell when she first stepped into the hall.
Now that he finally had the time to accompany her, Qiao Mei still wanted to take away this little bit of time. She definitely would not allow this to happen.
“Daowei Fatian, this has to do with the future of our two worlds. The ultimate weapon forged by Ancient Paths definitely cannot be completed, so we’re relying on you for this,” said a sovereign enveloped in dazzling light from the Immortals’ World. His voice was elderly but filled with vigour.
What's going on, ah? I'm clearly not replenishing my energy and made a level up instead. How come I feel better? Could it be my problem was truly because of lacking energy?
[Wake up, dumbass! Wake up! Train your energy control! Hurry, you lazy bum!] The Godfather shouted with all of his might as he circled Ainsley and Cellino, who was still lying on the bed, sleeping.
Ainsley sighed after touring the mansion for an hour. The people there acted polite and such, but she could still feel the tension coming from their body.
She loved to steal people's beds and slept on their beds, not caring if the owner couldn't sleep there or not. She was the most arrogant, dangerous, and fiercest sacred guardian among the other three.