Capítulo 125: Gale Dog

Tristen Gale's eyes widened when he spotted a vague shadow in the room, sitting on the sofa. If it weren't for the street lights outside, he wouldn't even have spotted the figure.

He instantly tried to circulate his ethereal energy, but…

"What the fuck! My ethereal core—"

"Surprised your ethereal core is sealed? Well, you can only blame your own foolishness. You even drove off Typhoon Lord from keeping an eye on you. Tsk tsk, you just have too much confidence just because you are a prince." The figure mocked.

"You!! What...who are you and what did you do to me?" Tristen Gale asked as beads of sweat started to flow down his face. But behind his back, he slowly took out a talisman from his spatial ring.

"Don't bother. I have already set up a Heaven Ethereal Grade barrier around this room. So no matter how many transmissions you try to send, they won't leave this room, and Typhoon Lord would be still busy doing his investigation, haha."