Bab 388: Trouble Brewing

"It's cold…." Max mumbled as he flew high into the sky. He wanted to avoid getting caught by anyone.

"Where are you going?"

Max turned his head to see his gramps standing behind.

"What are you? A stalker?" Max asked as he looked at him.

The old man didn't reply. He had just kept an eye out on Max in case something went wrong. 

"I have got some business to attend to…" Max said as he waved his hand.

"I will send someone along with you…" the old man said.

"No need, if you wanna help, just make sure nobody follows me out of this place..." Max replied before turning around leaving.

"He is just like his father….stubborn and arrogant….but smarter and stronger…." The old man said with a sigh.

"Follow him...make sure he stays safe…" the old man ordered and a figure flashed by him flying after Max.

…

"Tsk…." Max clicked his tongue as he left the main gates and still felt the person stealthily following behind him.