Bedirhan Leitner and the others followed Braydon Neal as they left the small world and returned to the River of Time.
A time guardian had appeared!
"I'll leave your brother to you!" said the guardian, carrying a plump young man who looked well-fed and naive.
"Why did you get so fat?" Braydon asked, astonished.
Given his cultivation level, staying in shape should have been easy for Luke.
So why was he so overweight?
"Martial Uncle Luke, you…" Bedirhan was also taken aback.
"Brother, let's go home!" Luke mumbled, completely forgetting what Braydon had said before.
If he hadn't reached the tenth level of nirvana, he'd have to be locked up for a hundred years!
As it was, his cultivation was still at the sixth level of the nirvana realm.
Braydon had guessed that Luke must have found some opportunity in his world or had a new master.
Without the protection of a strong expert, how else could he live so comfortably?
