King Braydon's sword strike shocked everyone present.
Everyone was terrified.
The minister of the Mountain Division had almost died.
Dominic Lowe could not control nor stop what was happening today.
Jace Jackel, who was on Braydon's back, was wearing a cloud Qilin robe. He said weakly, "Brother Braydon, let me go."
"Jace!"
Braydon had never given up on him.
Jace said weakly, "I'm already in this state. I'm a lamp that has run out of oil. I can't take it anymore. The Jackel family gave birth to me. I didn't have a choice. Today, I'll return this body to them!
"Brother Braydon, promise me one thing. Take good care of Savannah. I want you to marry her. She can be your wife or mistress. Only you can protect her. When I die, they will surely get their hands on her!"
Jace was saying his last words. His eyes lit up, hoping that Braydon would agree.
