"Hiss~"
The spring breeze brushed by, accompanied by the neighing of horses, as the convoy hit the road once again, yet what was different from before was the undeniable excitement in the faces of everyone in the group.
Not only were they calm, but there was also a deep respect when they looked toward the car in the middle of the convoy.
"Bernier would have never imagined that the brother he drove away would possess such incredible talent,"
Qiang Si, the captain of the soldiers, turned to look at the car in the center of the convoy, his eyes filled with intense reverence, his words involuntary laden with admiration.
A sixteen-year-old boy could summon a golden eagle so formidable—what was that if not talent?
"I can't imagine, he's not even eighteen yet, but he managed to summon such a powerful golden eagle. My god, even though I witnessed it with my own eyes, I still find it unbelievable,"
