The Pinnacle of Life
A man in white attire was shocked as he stared at the North Emperor, then asked, “Your Majesty, has that Wasteland brat died?”
The emperor looked troubled. “Not yet! This is so irritating! That little pest is too cunning, the one that ran off was a mirror image! His real body must still be around her. All of you, get down there and search for him!”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
To them, the North Emperor’s orders were of utmost priority. They would even be willing to die if the emperor so wishes.
In an instant, the thousands of men got off the ship, as if they were locusts, searching for Alex high and low. Yet that man in white remained on the ship, not intending on moving one bit.
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