The Almighty Dragon General novel Chapter 6149

The raised palm hung in the air for a moment, as if Cerise had suddenly realized something. Then, with a sudden flash of anger, she withdrew her hand and turned away, letting out a long sigh.

“You’re my mother.” Xitlaly stared intently at her. “If even you don’t support me, how can I hope to persuade my master?”

“What’s the boy’s name?” Cerise’s eyes narrowed into slits. “And what is his cultivation base?”

“Truett Sadler.” Xitlaly felt a glimmer of hope and hurriedly replied, “Although he’s currently just at the Yuraeceon Daelm Rank’s Ninth Tribulation middle grade, he’s...”

“Bring him to me now,” said Cerise as she turned with her hands behind her back and headed towards the inner chamber on one side.

Xitlaly opened her mouth to speak but then sighed softly once again. She knew that bringing up the matter of marriage with Truett would face a difficult situation this time, but she never expected to stumble at the first hurdle with her mother.

“Darling, it’s up to you next,” sighed Xitlaly inwardly, then turned and left the main hall.

On her way to find James and the others, Xitlaly was about to speak when she saw Lyle recounting the current hardships faced by various Orthodox in the Ancient Genesis World.

His words implied the precarious position of the Iustus Sect, caught in a dilemma, sandwiched between two major alliances.

At this moment, James suddenly turned around and looked at Xitlaly. “You’re done so soon?”

Other living beings also turned to look at Xitlaly.

Facing so many eyes, Xitlaly felt a little uneasy and lowered her head. “My mother wants to meet Truett.”

“Only me?” asked Truett. “Isn’t that obvious?”

“Nonsense,” said Adair impatiently. “Do you expect us to accompany you when the mother-in-law wants to see her son-in-law?”

As Truett and Xitlaly stepped into the main hall again, they saw Cerise dressed in a resplendent phoenix robe, sitting on a radiant throne, her phoenix crown gleaming brightly, exuding a powerful aura.

Seeing her, Xitlaly was suddenly taken aback. “Mom, that’s the sect leader’s throne, you...”

“Stand aside.” Cerise interrupted Xitlaly forcefully.

Pausing for a moment, Xitlaly looked worriedly at Truett and then took the initiative to hold his hand, conveying through their connection, “My mother isn’t easy to talk to, but there’s still a chance. I’ll stand by you.”

Truett smiled faintly at Xitlaly, then respectfully bowed to Cerise. “Greetings, senior.”

Cerise went straight to the point, asking forcefully, “Which sect are you from, and what’s your background?”