As the words landed, the entire scene fell silent.
Whether it was the Human Species or the Heavenly Wind Sculptor Tribe, everyone stood with mouths agape, their expressions filled with shock. Though they understood Gary Smith's character—wild and uncontainable—it was still... overwhelming.
Before them stood three True King scions of the ancient family, beings who dominated eras like unmatched monsters millennia ago.
They were equal in concept to the top-tier monsters of Gary Smith's era.
But now, Gary was all alone—did he truly not plan to leave himself with any room for retreat?
Ginger Thorn pressed her lips together, the corner of her mouth slightly curved upward, not feeling that her man's confidence was boastful, but rather seeing it as natural.
He was just this radiant, destined to blaze through his era!
No matter what he sought to accomplish, she simply needed to stay by his side.
