The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became stifling.
At the same time, it was a little strange!
These people were playing Dominic Lowe like a monkey.
At this moment.
Dominic suddenly stood up and said solemnly, "Northern King, I'm here to take you back to the capital!"
"He can't go to the capital!"
Luther Carden raised his head slowly. His tone was calm but did not allow for any discussion.
There was no room for discussion on this matter!
Braydon's injuries were all faked.
It was true that the power of extreme cold had spread throughout his entire body. It had already fused with him.
His constitution had changed!
Not only was he safe, but he had also benefited from this disaster.
Moreover, Braydon had set up such a big trap.
How were they going to play this game of chess?
