Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 785 Why Escape

“You… You really didn’t harm Abigail?” Mitchell still found it hard to believe.

“You’ll understand once you see her yourself.”

Emrys did not explain any further.

At that moment, a fierce sound of tearing through the air suddenly echoed from behind.

“You cowardly cur, you dared to offend me, and yet you think you can just walk away unscathed? Do you really believe the world is such a forgiving place?”

The one who arrived was an expressionless old man with white hair, but the voice that roared out was filled with anger. It was identical to the earth–shattering roar that Emrys had previously heard at the Wheeler residence.

Needless to say, this was a puppet of the Demon Wolf.

Upon seeing the white–haired old man pursuing him, Mitchell was instantly filled with dread. He said, “Sir, help me break these chains on my hands. I’ll hold him off while you escape. Once you’re safe, please take care of Abigail for me.”

He knew how terrifying this white–haired old man was. His strength was comparable to the late phase of the Golden Elixir Stage.

Mitchell could only risk his life to stall for him, buying Emrys time to escape.

He had no other choice at that time, and he could only trust that Emrys would not harm his daughter.

However, just after Mitchell spoke with a resolve that suggested he was prepared to die, Emrys suddenly stopped in his tracks, a puzzled question escaping his lips. “Escape? Why should we escape?”

should we

utterly nonsensical, leaving Mitchell momentarily at a loss for a response. Haven’t we been on the run all this time? Aren’t

formidable one has now caught up, yet you suddenly halted, even turning

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utterly

possibly know what Emrys was thinking?

afraid of those people, but because he clearly feared that he wouldn’t be able to control himself and would prematurely terrify the

of the Demon Wolf’s true form had a tendency to make him lose control. Now that he had left the estate,

of the Demon Wolf, but it was

was no need for Emrys to explain these matters to Mitchell,

“Impertinent fool, leave

life in my

hands!”

if the sound he had just made hadn’t come from his throat but had roared out from

completely and

strength is comparable to the late phase of the Golden Elixir Stage. You won’t be able to escape with

had suddenly stopped or why he had posed such a peculiar question. He was momentarily taken aback,

a sudden gust of wind whirled past his

charged toward the white–haired old man.

Boom!

a punch without

elderly man with white hair, a roar of unparalleled

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