Chapter 363: The Fall Of Lotheliwan [Part 1]

Northern frowned at Annette immediately as she spoke.

But she grinned at his face and looked away.

The others were still finding it so hard to believe. They muttered among each other, giving Northern glances.

One of them, however, stepped forward to Northern's front and looked down on him.

Arlem boasted of a much larger and taller body than Northern; standing directly in front of the white-haired boy, he looked like an older person than he was.

Northern scowled and looked up to his face, wrinkling his nose a little bit.

"You have a strong monster!"

"I know," Northern responded silently, even though Arlem had shouted.

The guy had a lousy nature to himself.

"Hmph hmph, you are doing well." He tapped Northern's shoulder like he was some elderly folk and walked back.

Ryan glanced at Northern and that was it.

Before the others could start approaching him, Annette cleared her throat, grabbing their attention.