His uncle, however, had struggled twice before him. The first time when he tried to complete the painting of a spear and failed, and the second time was when he revealed to Leonel that beneath his golden armor, he was entirely drenched in sweat.
Luo Ming gradually materialized into view. The nine clawed golden dragon had grossly underestimated them, thinking that none was the wiser to his presence. Although Luo Ming had only sent a replica to Darkstar, this was his strongest replica. How would he possibly be oblivious to an intruder’s presence in the Wind and Cloud Pagoda?
Accusing the family head's guardian and even driving her near-death was an offensive sin, akin to a traitor. The family would definitely eliminate them.
"Anyway, let's observe the young miss. Those old foxes in the family might persuade her to choose them as her guardian. If the young miss picks the wrong guardian…" the blue-eyed elder expressed his worry.
The moment the butler went back to the carriage at the very back, instead of reporting to his master, he suddenly took a cup of hot tea on the mini table inside the lavish carriage, and…
She might not be brilliant, but she knew these people were strict and cold-blooded enough to the young miss. If she said that the young miss couldn't be left alone…
The younger generations that took over the Sloan Family couldn't even get the sacred guardians' recognition, leading their family to decline day by day due to other forces.
That's quite a scary thing to imagine. Ainsley would feel like sitting on lines and needles, and God knows whether she could sleep or not. Under such pressure, even an adult would be wide awake for days.