C612 [beast King]

"This is..." Emanuelle Mitchell's pupils contracted and he even forgot to breathe.

Trad Mitchell's body trembled and he shouted in disbelief, "Ah, Ming!"

The figure that ran out from the smoke was actually Trad Mitchell!

"Dad!" Trad Mitchell ran out of the smoke in a hurry and said excitedly, "Master Lewis saved me. Master Lewis is simply a god. Awesome!"

Trad's face was filled with shock