The Almighty Dragon General novel Chapter 6598

Lyla wept inconsolably in James’ arms, releasing all the pent-up emotions she had been holding inside. Every tear carried with it a mixture of grievances, sadness, longing, pain, helplessness, and even a hint of excitement.

This once formidable law enforcer who had commanded respect and fear, now resembled a vulnerable little girl, her tears flowing uncontrollably like raindrops.

If there was anything capable of breaking Lyla’s cold front, it was James.

After what felt like an eternity, Lyla's sobs began to subside, eventually fading into silence. James looked down to see her wide, tear-filled eyes staring up at him, her grip on his arm tight as if afraid he would vanish into thin air.

Gradually, she fell into a deep slumber in James’ arms.

As he held Lyla in his arms, James could not help but feel overwhelmed by the weight of her affection. Her persistence touched him deeply, yet it also burdened him with a sense of responsibility that he found difficult to bear.

He looked at her closed eyes and allowed her to rest peacefully, her breathing steady against his chest.

Turning his gaze back to the battlefield, James watched as his children fought valiantly against the relentless onslaught of the remnant souls. Despite the overwhelming odds, they displayed remarkable combat skills, utilizing the teachings of Yegor and the Celestial Sages to their fullest extent.

At that moment, James could not help but reflect on the trials he had faced. While he had achieved great fortunes and great proficiency in the Marciais Combat Form, he felt slightly incomplete. He felt guilty toward his children, his wife, and his loyal companions who had stood by his side through thick and thin.