Among the waterways of Les City.

It was unmanned, but wrapped in the mist, it went all the way upstream, letting the storm blow and not slowing down at all. The sampan finally docked behind the Proudmoore Fortress Castle, and accompanied by the mist

They dispersed, and a tall figure strolled onto his home that he had not returned to for a long time.

In the dark wind and rain, a bunch of pale lightning suddenly flashed across the sky, illuminating the darkness and the figure of Dai Lin who walked into the castle. The devil of the sea did not carry his iconic three-pointed cross.

Halberd, he was like an old man returning home, he was familiar with the road, bypassed all the guards, and easily entered the fortress castle under the shroud of darkness.

And wherever he went, he left footprints soaked in sea water, as well as a slightly cold breath.

At this time, in the room of King Drake Proudmoore of Kul Tiras, the ruler was already drunk. He no longer had the majesty he had as a king. He just fell into a pile of wine bottles.

In the middle, the glass windows of the room were wide open, the green curtains were swaying in the wind, and the cold rain splashed all over the floor of the room.

Drake was like a corpse lying in the water, as if there was no trace of life in him. He was in pain. The entanglement of his soul was like a cloud hanging over his body. Even a blind man could feel it.

The drunken Drake felt his collar being grasped by a pair of cold hands. The next moment, his whole body was lifted into the air. The coldness that penetrated into his soul made Drake's drunkenness quickly dissipate, but he was still there.

Before he could say a word, a loud slap hit him on the cheek. The force made Drake spin in the air for several weeks before he staggered and hit the floor.

In front of him, the expressionless Dai Lin stood in the strong wind outside the window. The Sea Demon King's hair was blown around, and in the light and shadow of the lightning, Dai Lin looked indifferently at her son who was trying to get up at his feet.

, he asked in a cold tone:

"When did the heir to House Proudmoore turn into a weak drunkard?"

"When did my son become a coward who only hurts his family?"

"When did the king of Kul Tiras become a reckless man who started wars at will?"

"Derek Proudmoore! You really...let me down! But I know that my son is not a person who only relies on his feelings to make decisions, so you have your reasons, right?"
Chapter completed!