Chapter 228 Do You Know What Love Is?

At this moment, there came a loud noise from one of the paths. Soon after, horses galloped out, and every person on horseback was dressed in pristine traditional white clothing. Their black hair was long and their features were delicate. They appear as if they've stepped out of a fairy tale, like mythical sprites. Perhaps that was the temperament they developed after living in the valley that was far away from the hustle and bustle of the city.

On the back of the horse in the front was Martin, who was currently the eldest in the tribe. After the death of the Divine Doctor Robert Johnson, everyone took Martin as their new leader.

Though he was over seventy years old, his skin was tight, his eyes sharp and bright, and he had a youthful appearance.

The love bell was hung on each horse's neck, emitting a pleasing sound whenever the horse moved. It sounded like an ancient song...

Sylvester was shocked by the scene.

He stared in disbelief as he ran his eyes over those people. Martin saw Lela from a distance, and his eyes lit up. His voice resounded, saying, "Sarah." The members of Lela's tribe called her Sarah usually.

and saw the people from her tribe. They were her family. She held Sylvester's hand and waved. "Mr. Lambert," she

and pulled ropes, urging

"Go!" Martin commanded.

its head and let

joyfully at the scene and followed behind Martin,

an endless loop, lost in

with a chilly and ruthless demeanor in his eyes. Despite being injured, he displayed no sign of weakness. He must have been someone significant outside. How could his Sarah get involved with

said, "Mr. Lambert, this

introduction, Sylvester raised an eyebrow in satisfaction. Underneath his long black lashes, a hint of arrogance flashed in his amber eyes. He stood up straight, picked Lela up from the rock, and held her close while looking at Martin.

always been arrogant. By nodding slightly, he showed his respect for

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