"Now… what do we have here?" Michael said, his voice dripping with amusement.
At the moment, he was happy, genuinely delighted, and thrilled over Nicole's appearance.
She was, after all, the strongest Lord there was, so strong in fact that Michael had witnessed her killing Monarchs! A feat only cultivators of the next realm were supposed to be able to achieve!
The same woman had arrived to help!
Late…
Like always… Every time Michael desperately needed help from reinforcements, they always tended to arrive just a tad bit too late.
It was the one story of his life that had repeated endlessly.
Perhaps if he had been helped in his prior life, he wouldn't have been forced to endure the eradication of his whole family. Father, mother, sister… and later a beloved and his child.
Because he had shouldered far too much for too long. Which inevitably led him to make mistakes that, in all retrospects, had been foolish beyond belief.
