Chapter 1137 Origins Of Four Clans

• Solomon and Ethan stood a respectful three paces behind Aiden. The leather-padded throne might welcome Aiden’s weight, but his two escorts knew better than to overstep the invisible boundary of rank.
• “Leave the Rayne Clan be—for the moment.” The Divine Sovereign’s voice dropped, each word rumbling like distant thunder.
• “Fine, but at least let me carry something worthwhile out of here,” Aiden replied, utterly at ease, as if he bartered with monarchs every afternoon.