บท 1080: Technique in the Bedroom

Braydon Neal and Heather Sage were brought back to the Garrison Courtyard by Beckett Neal.

Despite the chaos in the outside world, the Garrison Courtyard was as quiet as ever.

Beckett stood in the courtyard and looked at the silent Braydon. He was only twenty years old now.

At this age, he was still a child in Beckett's eyes.

He was also Beckett's direct descendant.

"There's still a trace of life in her body. Find it yourself," he sighed faintly.

"Trace of life?"

Braydon's eyes were filled with waves. He was finally willing to talk to Beckett.

Beckett had his hands behind his back. "You have planted a root in this girl's body. That is her chance of survival. With this chance, you can save her, but you have to pay a price!"

"How? I can pay any price!"

Braydon looked straight at his old ancestor, the determination in his eyes unwavering.

"I'll give you three days to think about it," Beckett said with a frown.