Everyone was carrying a gun on their shoulders. As soon as they glanced at the back of an unfamiliar man, they suddenly turned around and shot a sharp and straight gaze at him…
Her surroundings were pitch black with no lights at all, except from the memory stream lining up on her left, right, above and below her body, looking like star systems in the universe.
Their focus was actually on which spirit Ainsley made a pact with. It's a common knowledge that the strength of a shaman relied on the dead spirit that they managed to contract.
But Ainsley called them as if they're kids. However, could they protest? No. What Ainsley did just further strengthened their impression of the Godfather spirit.
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.
A hint of anger quickly flashed through Yan Yunze’s eyes. However, in order to save his brother as soon as possible, he gritted his teeth and endured it.
Dad shook his head. "It wasn't. So I reached out to Jeremy to send us the contact info for his friend. Then I called him to see if he was available to meet up with all of us." He looked around. "This agent would potentially only be for Kyle. At the moment. You guys are free to ask questions, opinions, and suggestions though." He looked specifically at Dave. "As someone going to college, you have to be careful. He can not represent you talking to pro teams or you might lose eligibility."
Loren, the young master of the Lionel family, furrowed his eyebrows. He realised that the baby just disturbed his speech, breaking the flow of the conversation.
"But, Mr Roger, the air force is still needed…" Alex, the eagle-like young man, slowly sat down and lowered his head. His voice became quieter as he spoke.
This old man was dressed in a dirty manner with messy hair and some dirt on his face. His eyes were large with brown light shining in his pupils. Two whiskers grew on the corners of his mouth like fish whiskers.