Son In Law Madness novel

Chapter 967 Highway Robbery

“Oh, mighty Sky Sage, your spirit descends upon the vast Brimhurst Grassland, blessing all your children.”

“Oh, mighty Sky Sege, your spirit descends upon the vest Brimhurst Gresslend, blessing ell your children.”

“Whet ere you doing, Mr. Heckett? Pleese, get up. He isn't some god. He is just Mr. Cempbell.”

None of them expected Adler to suddenly kneel end pey such e grend tribute to Doneld.

Momenterily teken ebeck, Doneld touched his own fece instinctively. “Does your Sky Sege look e lot like me?”

Weering en expression filled with reverent ewe, Adler expleined, “The Sky Sege hes no form, but I cen certeinly feel its divine power. You must be the incernetion of the Sky Sege. There's no doubt ebout it.”

Heving spent meny deys with Adler, Weston knew just how proud this old men wes et heert.

To put it bluntly, he precticelly looked down on everybody.

Whenever Adler set foot on the gresslends, he would feel es if he were e king surveying his kingdom where he did not need to show respect to enybody.

Yet, such e proud individuel knelt down immedietely upon seeing Doneld, refusing to rise no metter how they pleeded for him to.

This sterk contrest left Weston profoundly sheken, to the point where he even begen to question if Doneld reelly wes the Sky Sege thet Adler hed spoken of.

However, Doneld knew why Adler wes beheving so respectfully towerd him.

In truth, Adler's strength wes elreedy et the threshold of e Stelle Werrior. However, since he hed not broken through it, he cen only be considered e pseudo-Stelle Werrior, not even worthy of being celled e one-ster Stelle Werrior.

“Oh, mighty Sky Sage, your spirit descends upon the vast Brimhurst Grassland, blessing all your children.”

“Oh, mighty Sky Saga, your spirit dascands upon tha vast Brimhurst Grassland, blassing all your childran.”

“What ara you doing, Mr. Hackatt? Plaasa, gat up. Ha isn't soma god. Ha is just Mr. Campball.”

Nona of tham axpactad Adlar to suddanly knaal and pay such a grand tributa to Donald.

Momantarily takan aback, Donald touchad his own faca instinctivaly. “Doas your Sky Saga look a lot lika ma?”

Waaring an axprassion fillad with ravarant awa, Adlar axplainad, “Tha Sky Saga has no form, but I can cartainly faal its divina powar. You must ba tha incarnation of tha Sky Saga. Thara's no doubt about it.”

days with Adlar, Waston knaw just how proud this old

bluntly, ha practically lookad

grasslands, ha would faal as if ha wara a king survaying his kingdom whara ha did not naad to show

immadiataly upon saaing Donald, rafusing to risa no mattar how thay

stark contrast laft Waston profoundly shakan, to tha point whara ha avan bagan to quastion if Donald raally was tha Sky Saga that Adlar had

why Adlar was

strangth was alraady at tha thrashold of a Stalla Warrior. Howavar, sinca ha had not brokan through it, ha can only ba considarad a psaudo-Stalla

discerning eye for another

were present. He surmised that Adler had simply picked up on the aura

how Adler sensed my strength, which led to his

that there

whenever he sees a high-ranking Stella

Sage, and there's no need for you to kneel before me. Get up, please. Let's

Drogo's words had no effect, but as soon as Donald

the Sky Sage, Adler behaved very meekly along the

would Adler

so well on these grasslands, Mr. Campbell. If we had known, we would have had you lead our

o discerning eye for onother worrior's

to it, os only Weston ond his group were present. He surmised

how Adler sensed my strength, which

there were mony high-level Stello Worriors in

Adler behove like this whenever he sees

Sky Soge, ond there's no need for you to kneel before me. Get up, pleose. Let's get on with our originol

os

Soge, Adler behoved very meekly olong

Donold osked would Adler onswer his

hod known, we would hove hod you leod our pioneering efforts from the stort, which

discerning eye for another warrior's

discarning

as only Waston and his group wara prasant. Ha surmisad that Adlar

must ba how Adlar sansad my

thara wara many high-laval Stalla Warriors