Bradley still remembered the girl with the gloomy face who begged to be taken away while crying.

Her body was covered in wounds, signs of being abused.

At that time, she was weak and helpless.

However, she had grown up to be a graceful and skillful woman.

What kind of transformation did she have to go through to break free of her cocoon?

"Can I not talk about it?"

All those past experiences were gained at the expense of spilled flesh and blood.

She narrowly escaped death several times and was left with a body full of scars.

Her pale face made it unbearable for Bradley to push any further.

He moved her head to rest on his shoulder before leaning over to kiss her brow. "Alright. If you don't want to talk about it, then let's not."

At that moment, the keeper came over with food for the wolves.

Freya saw that the wolves only ate the most high-end beef cuts.

How extravagant!

"How much money do you have to spend on their upkeep?"

Just how many cows needed to be slaughtered per day to fill those tubs with beef?

These were even carefully selected cuts. The wolves eat better than people.

"They are all wolves meant for war. They must maintain a strong physique to maintain their speed, so they must have the best food. Of course, this isn't enough to bankrupt me."

Freya's mouth twitched. "Besides eating beef, they don't eat anything else?"

"They do."

"What are they?"

"They get a few treats. The princess from York was their last prey."

Bradley's expression instantly turned cold when he mentioned that.

Freya frowned.

She knew at the time that Quincy was sent to Wolf Mountain and met a tragic end.

Unexpectedly, she became a meal for the wolves.

"Quincy is dead, but what about Ben? How did you deal with him?"

Freya asked in a casual tone of voice.

The people of York should not have schemed against Bradley. Thus, Quincy deserved to die the way she did and was not worthy of Freya's sympathy.

Ben was Bradley's subordinate, but he was led astray by a woman. It was somewhat regrettable.

"Arrested and punished according to the rules of Sigelac. It's inevitable for him to suffer."

Bradley's tone was calm, but Freya could still hear what he truly felt.

When it came to Ben, he not only felt disappointed but also reluctant.

After all, he had personally trained Ben, only for Ben to betray him. That would be difficult for anyone to accept.

After a short stroll through Wolf Mountain, Bradley sent Freya back to the villa.

He had some matters to attend to and did not stay at home for too long, hastily leaving again.

Meanwhile.

At the Raven Pavilion.

Invincible stood with his hands in his pockets and disdain clear on his face as he looked at the building before him.

This was Mystic's base.

He had been there once before to declared war on Mystica. At that time, he lost miserably and left in a sorry state.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, he once again stood before it.

However, he was more confident than before and believed he could kill Mystica this time.

Invincible rubbed his nose, knowing that Mystica never resided here. Whenever anything happened, the news always came from her subordinates.

He did not need to do anything but wait here. Once the news reached Mystic's ears, she would appear before him.

After killing Mystica, he could get his hands on billions. He would not have to eat instant noodles anymore.

He could spend that money freely. Maybe build a villa to enjoy the rest of his life in.

Thoughts of the bright future ahead of him cause a satisfied smirk to spread across his lips.

White Fox scanned the surroundings with a pair of binoculars.

Freya instructed them this morning to closely monitor everything happening near Raven Pavilion.

Once Invincible was discovered, she was to be immediately notified.

White Fox had been standing guard since early morning and had yet to notice any suspicious individuals. Thus, she put down her binoculars and got ready for her break.

At that moment, she saw a shadow flash by downstairs.

She picked up the binoculars and carefully examined the shadow to find a man sitting on the steps.

After adjusting the focus of the binoculars, she scrutinized his face.

He had a thin figure and a baby-face. He did not look at all like Invincible.

She put down the binoculars and turned to walk downstairs.

"Hey, this is not a place you can be. Leave."

Invincible felt really annoyed when the other person just greeted him with "hey".

His name was not "hey". Did she have no manners?

Still, he remained calm. After all, he came today to kill Mystica, and she could not know about it.

After losing to Mystica, he changed his face through cosmetic surgery.

White Fox looked at him like he was a stranger, and he knew that it meant his current appearance had fooled her.

He pretended to be pitiful and begged, "Miss, I'm thirsty and hungry. Can you give me some water and food?"

White Fox thought he was handsome and pleasing to the eye.

She had always been weak to handsome guys, especially sweet-talking ones. Thus, she did not have her guard up.

However, this was Raven Pavilion. It was not a welfare institution where anyone could just come to beg for food and water.

She immediately refused. "I can give you water and food, but you can't come in."

"Miss, it's so very hot outside."

Invincible hugged himself, looking at her with watery eyes.

White Fox was unmoved.

In his heart, Invincible cursed her out. The subordinates raised by Mystica are all a group of treacherous and ruthless individuals devoid of any compassion.

He was starting to feel anxious about not being let in.

Looking up at the scorching sun above, he felt a bit dizzy.

Suddenly, he had an idea.

He stood up and pretended to leave, but before he could take two steps, he fell to the ground.

White Fox sneered upon seeing that. "Are you trying to scam us?"

She walked over and kicked Invincible, saying, "Get up. Stop playing dead."

Invincible was suffering in agony from the kick, but he continued to play dead so he could get through the gates.

His agony made White Fox think he was not pretending at all.

She looked up at the sun above her head. It was a rather hot day.

Was he suffering from heatstroke?

If he died here, she would have to help with the corpse. His family might come and cause trouble. That would be troublesome.

After some thought, she dragged the man into the Raven Pavilion.

Invincible felt extremely pleased. She's so easily fooled.

"White Fox, who is this man? Your new boyfriend?"

Black Flame curiously asked as he walked out.

He had not slept all night, so his hair was a mess. There were two dark circles under his eyes.

As Freya had been thinking of moving Raven Pavilion to Solterra, he had been overwhelmed by work.

"What boyfriend? Are you still asleep?" White Fox rolled her eyes and continued, "I may like handsome guys, but I don't like this kind of skinny guy with no muscles."

Invincible, who was still playing dead, cursed non-stop on the inside when he heard that

Thin?

He just looked thin! He had muscles underneath his clothes. Was she blind?