Braydon Neal's words lingered in the air, resonating in everyone's ears for a long time.
At that moment, they couldn't help but feel a bit envious of Wilma Nilles.
After all, there was a man like Braydon who had fallen in love at first sight.
Wilma smiled sweetly, though a touch of embarrassment crossed her face as she addressed the others.
"Uncle-Masters, I'm truly sorry. This is their own decision. I really can't force them."
With those words, she ignored the displeased expressions around her and left with Braydon.
When they reached the Ninth Peak, Wilma turned to him.
"You want to live there? There are plenty of empty houses at the foot of the mountain, but the higher you go, the fewer houses there are. To live in one, you'll have to challenge the current owner."
Braydon remained silent for a moment before his thin lips parted.
"That place is closest to you, Elder Wilma?"
