Silver and the rest ran down the watchtower as fast as they could but it was already too late. They could only watch in horror as Alex descended from the skies like a good with pitch-black eyes and fluttering black hair.
His hands were placed behind him and if he wore a Chinese martial art robe he would look no different from the Chinese cultivators they have read about in so many books.
The soldiers around gazed at Alex in shock and awe but none said anything.
"Why is he doing this?" Tracy asked.
She couldn't understand why Alex would blow his perfect cover already just after a few years of getting almost everything he wanted.
