The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 952

The crow felt like his flattery was working, so he quickly added, "She truly cares about you as she even gave you her faith. She must be so in love with you to be able to give you such an important thing."

Dalton's gaze flickered. "Is that true?"

"Of course! Lord, think about it. The power of faith is an invaluable thing for cultivators. Back then, when she was cultivating, she needed the power of faith. That was why she—"

The crow suddenly paused mid-sentence.

How could he be so careless? How could he say such an insensitive thing?

The crow tensed. He did not look anything like an ancient beast. Instead, he looked very much like the fried chicken they would usually eat.

Dalton's expression remained unchanged. He waved his hand and covered their presence from their surroundings.

That way, the cultivators would not know what happened even if they were to arrive. His aura was able to conceal and suppress Chaos' hostile one.

Just as the crow was about to sigh in relief, he realized that he wasn't able to move one of his wings.

One can imagine how hilarious a bird would be if it tried to fly with just one wing!

More importantly, he still had to carry Chaos with him.

The crow gulped. He was terrified they would both fall to their deaths, so he said cautiously, "Lord, I'm afraid I'll just delay your travels since I am in such a state."

Dalton looked at him as the black fog around them began to move.

The crow was terrified of speaking and could only lower his head to carry Chaos.

As for the Savior, Dalton had probably predicted that Wynter was currently heading toward them.

The crow felt like Dalton's way of gift-giving was slightly unique. Other men would use flowers and jewelry as gifts. However, Dalton liked to give Wynter Ancient Beasts.

But Crow felt like Dalton didn't act like he was pursuing Wynter. It felt more like he was causing trouble for Wynter.

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