Chapitre 1297: Acting Alone?

"Uncle!"

Raeburn Zlatan shouted in surprise once he noticed the person, not the seamless steps that came from far away.

This man had thick golden eyebrows as well as a golden beard that stretched till his neck. All of him was about golden. Even the white robes he wore were embroidered with three-clawed golden dragons.

"Nephew, where did you go?"

"Uhhm..."

Raeburn Zlatan quickly tried to hide the severed arm under the black robe. He then removed the hood from his head with a flick of his head and revealed his face that was without any kind of injury.

Davis already knew that the mangled mess he had created on Raeburn Zlatan's left cheek with his slap had already healed, but he couldn't help but again admit that these people's regenerative prowess was extremely high.

Normal injuries wouldn't faze them.