Getting My Things Back

Enel was a young man who was the pride of the Azcatel family.

By the time he was eighteen, he successfully leveled up and became a Regulator. He was a genius, a pride, who surpassed everyone in his generation.

Warlord Franck loved him even more than his cousin Emeria.

No matter what cultivation resources or treasures, his grandfathers were willing to give them all to him.

Enel was even positioned as the next family leader of his generation.

But today his grandfather yelled and forced him to kneel.

His harsh gaze looked at the child sitting on the throne.

Warlord Franck hurriedly stood up and bowed in front of the little boy.

"Warlord Merlin, please don't mind my grandson's ignorant manner. It's my fault. I spoiled him too much. Now he's become ill-mannered and has acted disrespectfully towards you."

"That's alright," Merlin replied in a plain tone. His eyes slowly closed before he continued,

"Let him get up. I won't make a fuss out of this."