NovelEnglishSeeing Truett in such a state, James, hidden in the shadows, felt a trace of relief. Despite everything, Truett still believed in him. It wasn't out of naivety or ignorance. Truett understood the truth perfectly well but chose to trust him anyway.
Truett was the young master of Skynet, and despite his noble birth and privileged upbringing, he never displayed arrogance. This was why James had high hopes for him, tested him strictly, and used drastic measures to inspire his transformation.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs Truett carried Xitlaly away step by step, James slowly turned around, watching them go.
James murmured, "What is a true friend? It means that everything you do has his most reasonable and understandable explanation." Thea, who had also landed, snorted coldly, "You don't feel guilty? You're so shameless!" James asked, "Why should I feel guilty? You're a woman and won't understand the friendship between men!" Thea grabbed Yaretzi and said, "This bastard is talking about US. Let's beat him up!" Yaretzi smiled indifferently and asked, “What about Yianni?" "Have you thought about your matters yet?" James looked around, diverting the topic. Yaretzi and Thea exchanged puzzled glances.
Suddenly, James spread his arms, and a Soul Energy Ball emitting a vital HongrEnergy appeared in his palm. The two immediately grasped the situation.
Thea instantly snatched the Soul Energy Ball. "I'll take it! He's a HongrChild, and I brought Xitlaly Ho the Great Historical Land to give Birth to him. It's only reasonable thai he becomes my disciple." Yaretzi chuckled. "I can't agree with you, Thea. The SuprPath is asking US to discuss..." Thea patted Yaretzi's shoulder and said, "The SuprPath is nothing to me! Don't worry, I'll find you someone better." Yaretzi was rendered speechless.
Seeing the two leave arm in arm, James waved and disappeared from the spot.
In the Marciais Combat Form's Origin, a man with cascading long hair, dressed a black robe, stood majestically on a towering mountain. He looked at the countless universities slowly rotating around him. His long hair moved with the wind as he stood tall, like a lone wolf in the dark.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAn amethyst-gold light flashed, and a handsman appeared.
"Thas passed, and things have changed. Even if there is power to research the top, all is but an illusion." The handsman behind him sighed and nodded.
"How did you find this place?" the black-robed man asked without turning around.
"You may not recollect. Once upon a time, your soul spirit helped' achieve the Fourth Marciais Combat Fom here. I remember it, but you might not." The black-robed man turned around, staring at the handsman.
I never forgot. I'm afraid you did.
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