Thatcher Kingston wanted to say something.
"You're looking for me?" Tyce Kingston, who was sipping tea at the side, asked softly.
Braydon Neal moved to the side and unsheathed the Northern King Sword at his waist. The edge of the sword slashed across Tyce's face.
Braydon, the Northern King, was still the same.
Without saying anything else, he charged forward.
This action shocked many people.
"Tyce!" Thatcher shouted.
"Little Seven!"
Jocelynn Newman and Josette Hinton were worried that Braydon would be injured.
Tyce's strength wasn't any weaker than Frosty's.
Braydon fighting with him was like throwing an egg at a rock.
However, Braydon's two senior sisters had never thought that Braydon would come to take revenge knowing that his strength was far inferior to Tyce's. Why would he forcefully try to get revenge?
Because Braydon wanted to drag the entire Mount Kingston down with him!
