Even if it was a northern army soldier, Braydon Neal would protect him with his life.
Not to mention Heather Sage!
Even the capital did not dare to touch this girl.
Even the capital's powerful families and aristocratic families did not dare to have any designs on her.
However, the dark division of Preston dared to touch Heather.
They really thought that Braydon would not dare to kill them.
If they provoked Braydon, he would really dare to slaughter all the martial artists in Preston and eliminate all the hidden dangers.
Martial artists were a hidden danger!
"Who are you?" Leander Kidd asked in a low voice.
"I'm a nobody!"
Braydon moved in a flash, his right hand holding Heather's slender waist. Through the thin clothes, he could feel her smooth skin.
At this moment, a delicate body that was as light as a boneless body entered his embrace, and a pure fragrance assailed his nostrils.
