"Gah." Xu Cheng didn't want to see anything.
For years, they hadn't exchanged a single word, but today Laila insisted on escorting her, which made Xu Cheng feel very strange.
Xu Cheng suddenly accelerated the Divine Radiance, hoping the inertia would knock Laila off balance.
Whoosh!
But Laila stood firm, she was already a Battle Witch, a soldier.
She was the true eldest daughter of Farosa. Xu Cheng suddenly realized this.
If Farosa were the Empress, then Laila would be the true heir, the rightful successor to this Witch Empire.
Her Royal Highness, the Crown Princess Laila Medusa.
It was obvious that Laila was raised by Farosa's standards: brave, noble, and confident.
Xu Cheng piloted the shuttle machine to the Anchorage POW Camp, sighed deeply, and brought the shuttle to a halt.
"Delivery." Xu Cheng went to the cargo hold to check.
"What's being delivered? What do the people in the POW camp need?" Laila asked with interest.
