It was difficult to tell a person’s age if one did not probe with one’s Divine Consciousness. Many of those who had lived for tens of thousands of years liked to maintain a youthful appearance after all.
Ainsley gnawed the pillow and hit the bed with her tiny fists, wanting to vent her anger toward the Godfather because she simply couldn't beat the Godfather, right?
Xia Mingcheng’s right eyelid twitched violently when he heard Mother Xia’s tone, which sounded like she wanted to matchmake him with Yuan Yuan. Wait a minute, Xia Mingcheng knew his mother very well. His mother had especially high standards for a daughter-in-law. First of all, their family had to have status, and then a reputation which matched their own. Xia Mingcheng had always been disgusted by this.
Air pressure was actually a non-common ability, but people usually used it only for suppressing someone because it took a long time or a lot of energy to injure someone.
"But, Mr Roger, the air force is still needed…" Alex, the eagle-like young man, slowly sat down and lowered his head. His voice became quieter as he spoke.
However, for Ainsley, that didn't seem to be the case. Her energy source, that 3-coloured marble, still glowed brightly with each colour full of vitality.
Cellino couldn't help but raise his guards. Someone who had the aura of a sacred beast lingering around them would only be those from the 7 sacred families.
Shen Yong’s expression froze, like a rooster that had its neck grabbed. He fell silent for a long while, and the expression on his face kept changing. He instinctively wanted to get angry again and force Shen Hanxing to submit to him. But on the other hand, his rationality told him that it was not wise to get angry. Shen Hanxing would not fall for it at all.