Chapter 652 Where Is Mr. Goodwell

• In less than a heartbeat, the old man was snatched up like a kite with a cut string, dragged forward with no chance to resist.
• But when he raised his head again, he met the cold, emotionless eyes of Lance Robinett. His heart plummeted straight to the bottom.
• Lance Robinett had one hand clamped on the back of the Summer elder’s neck, lifting him off the ground like a baby chick. The man’s feet dangled in the air.