Heather Sage was utterly frightened. In Braydon Neal's arms, she started crying out loud. Her tears made Braydon's clothes wet. She was so scared that she could not speak and kept crying.
Even nine out of ten men would be terrified when a gun was pointed at their heads.
In the face of a sudden threat of death, how many normal people would not be afraid?
Not to mention, Heather was a girl who had never experienced such things.
Braydon hugged Heather and said softly, "Do you know the price you have to pay in laying your hands on her?"
"War God, I've committed a wrongdoing. I beg you, let me go!"
Lina's face was pale as she knelt on the ground and begged like a dead dog.
Jude Danes' entire body was trembling.
A legendary War God level figure had actually come to Preston, and he, Jude Danes, was so reckless that he wanted to kill him.
