Davis shook his head, feeling that Founder Alstreim Windstorm was too good of a man.
It was almost in the realm of unnatural, but knowing Founder had not lied, he had little to no reason to doubt him.
However, his gaze couldn't help but fall on little Ermin, causing him to blink with some astonishment.
This child that appeared to be no older than four, radiated immortal undulations to his shock. However, it was so weak that its prowess could be measured at the Fifth or Sixth Stage, causing him to open his mouth.
"Founder, is he a born immortal?"
Founder Alstreim Windstorm couldn't help but pridefully smile, "He is indeed an immortal child."
Instantly, little Ermin attracted Evelynn and others' attention, especially Isabella and Shirley's, as they gawked. Wasn't this child even stronger than theirs?
