Cherished By Seven Sisters

Chapter 785 Why Escape

“You… You really didn’t harm Abigail?” Mitchell still found it hard to believe.

“You’ll understand once you see her yourself.”

Emrys did not explain any further.

At that moment, a fierce sound of tearing through the air suddenly echoed from behind.

“You cowardly cur, you dared to offend me, and yet you think you can just walk away unscathed? Do you really believe the world is such a forgiving place?”

The one who arrived was an expressionless old man with white hair, but the voice that roared out was filled with anger. It was identical to the earth–shattering roar that Emrys had previously heard at the Wheeler residence.

Needless to say, this was a puppet of the Demon Wolf.

Upon seeing the white–haired old man pursuing him, Mitchell was instantly filled with dread. He said, “Sir, help me break these chains on my hands. I’ll hold him off while you escape. Once you’re safe, please take care of Abigail for me.”

He knew how terrifying this white–haired old man was. His strength was comparable to the late phase of the Golden Elixir Stage.

Mitchell could only risk his life to stall for him, buying Emrys time to escape.

that time, and he could only trust that Emrys would not

a resolve that suggested he was prepared to die, Emrys suddenly stopped in his tracks, a puzzled question escaping

we escape?

at a loss for a response. Haven’t we been on the run all this time? Aren’t we afraid of being caught by those

suddenly halted, even turning to question me why

Why

utterly perplexed.

he possibly know what Emrys

from the Wheeler family, not because he was afraid of those people, but because he clearly feared

had a tendency to make him lose control. Now that he had left the estate, things had

old man who pursued from behind indeed carried the scent of the Demon Wolf, but it was all

matters to Mitchell, nor would he. After all. these were

“Impertinent fool, leave

in

hands!”

elderly man with white hair had already arrived, his face devoid of expression. His eyes were glowing red, as if the sound he had just made hadn’t come from his throat but had roared out from

was completely and utterly a puppet.

to the late phase of the Golden Elixir Stage. You won’t be able

He was momentarily taken aback, his heart pounding with urgency, ready to use his body to

gust of wind whirled past his car before he