章 1138: Extremely High Death Rate

It was the seal of the leader of Hansworth.

Sayge Doyle and his daughter quietly left, not daring to mention today's events again, as long as Braydon Neal didn't pursue it. If Braydon let it go, the Doyle family also wanted to move past this matter.

Lowell Neal spoke, "Braydon, the situation outside is complicated. Why not stay in the Neal Mansion?"

"If I stay, I'm afraid Aunt Karen will have a sleepless night. This Neal Mansion cannot accommodate both me and Skylar. Staying elsewhere will be more comfortable for all of us."

Braydon once again refused Lowell's offer.

Braydon and Skylar Neal would not reside in this Neal Mansion.

At this moment, not far away on the street, a figure in black suddenly appeared.

It was Shadow!

One of the eight generals.

He arrived silently, bowed and greeted, "Young Master, the master has already arranged a place for you to stay."

"Let's go, then!"

Braydon nodded lightly.