Chapter 1141

Mt. Thunder was distinct from Mt. Thunder Pass in the Southern Plains.

Mt. Thunder was located in the East of Sol. The mountain range stretched over 20,000 kilometers, spanning Sol's entire length.

From Sol's map, the mountain range looked like a gigantic, undulating dragon.

In the same vein, Mt. Thunder’s east end resembled a dragon's head and thus, it was known as Sol’s Mother Mountain.

James left the Capital with the Blade of Justice in hand and departed toward Mt. Thunder’s closest city, Terentville.

Aboard the plane, James leaned back against the seat with his eyes closed with his hands tightly clutched around his sword.

Soon, the plane landed in Terentville.

“Sir, we’ve arrived in Terentville.”

James had inadvertently fallen asleep while resting on the plane. He was unaware they had landed in Terentville until a breathy voice tried calling out to him.

“We've arrived?”

landed.” The

suspicious when he boarded the plane and kept holding onto his sword throughout the flight. She was actually surprised that he passed the

rather curious about

facial features. To add to this, he was also wearing a pair of dark sunglasses which further prevented her from

James stood up.

Stella Lyon, stared at James and stood

bothering to hide her distrust of him and asked tersely, “What’s wrong? Is there anything else you need? If

through her while still holding firmly onto the Blade

warily eyeing James as he walked away and muttered under her breath, “What a strange person. He didn’t even spare me a glance. Have my looks degraded

beauty and alluring figure since she was rated the most beautiful stewardess online and had an extremely sizeable

whenever they saw her. Over the years, countless

a catch, but that guy didn't even look at me...

her tongue in frustration

James walked out of the airport and stood by the roadside. He took out his phone and called the number that had sent

went through and someone

steel, “I’ve already arrived at Terentville. You'd better not touch a single hair on my friend’s or the Callahans’ heads. If I see so much as a single scratch on them, I assure you

stay unharmed depends on how much you cooperate.” A hoarse

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