The bald youth took advantage of the situation and left decisively.
The young man was Laird Xenos, the fourth master of the Northern Army!
None of the children in the Northern Army were good.
Sagan Lazenby was flustered and exasperated.
He chased Laird for 8,000 miles.
In the end, he panted heavily and gave up.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn bald donkey, don't let me catch you. Otherwise, I'll kill you!"
"Brother, he has a soul imprint on him!" Samara Lazenby said seriously.
"Is he the only one? You say it as if there's no one else who has it!"
"But I can feel that the soul imprint on his body is very terrifying!" Samara spoke the truth.
The siblings continued on their way to find Braydon Neal.
Fortunately, the journey was safe, and they did not meet any other ruthless people.
Sagan contacted the others to help find Braydon's location and quickly confirmed the news.
