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Braydon stroked the sycamore piano, and the artistic conception contained in the sound of the piano almost caused the entire Flitwick manor to explode!
Everyone could feel the sound of the piano.
Some people did not feel the artistic conception, but the terrifying killing intent in the piano music shocked all the martial artists.
Many people approached the pavilion.
However, Braydon was playing the piano, and someone was immersed in the artistic conception of the piano.
This person was not a seven-foot-tall man.
It was a weak girl!
She was Savannah Jackel.
Although Savannahâs face was pale, she was like a tough blade of grass under Braydonâs music. No matter how hard the wind blew and the rain fell, she still stubbornly stood tall.
She was the only one who could vaguely see Ludo in the realm!
Eggy of the northern army.
The most mysterious person!
Until today, the outside world still did not know Eggyâs identity.
Savannah saw the top ten ruthless people of the northern armythrough Braydonâs music. Every one of them was terrifying.
And the last person!
Braydon did not show Eggyâs whole person.
She did not know if it was intentional or if he could not.
Eggyâs terrifying existence made Savannahâs hands and feet go cold. She felt suffocated.
Fortunately, Braydon did not have any killing intent. He just wanted to play the piano.
As for the injured people outside the pavilion, they were not strong-willed enough, and their mental state was not strong enough. They wanted to face it head on, and in the end, they were injured by the piano music. They were just asking for trouble!
If they could not even withstand the sound of the piano, then there was no need to see what was behind it.
There was only one person present who could feel the intent.
It was Savannah. As the music changed, she saw a mountain in her heart.
It was Mount Bliz.
There was a wooden house at the peak of the mountain. Under an old tree, there was a swing made of wooden vines. On it sat a beautiful girl in a white dress. Her facial features were extremely stunning, and she had a beauty that could topple cities.
Savannah vaguely understood that this must be the Sadie that Braydon was talking about.
She was really beautiful!
Savannah could see the strength of the northern army and Sadieâs face through the music.
Before the piano music stopped, a large number of people had already gathered around the pavilion.
Rowan Flitwick was also alarmed, his face turned dark. âWho is in the pavilion?â
âA close friend of mine. Iâm sorry for disturbing you, Uncle Flitwick. I apologize
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Savannah was in the pavilion.
The pavilion was surrounded by curtains. Even martial artists could not see the appearance of the people inside through the curtains.
Rowan was shocked. He did not expect Savannah to be in the pavilion.
He smiled brightly. âItâs alright. Since itâs your friend, and you are an honored guest of the Flitwick family, no harm done. I will get someone to serve you some tea and wine later!â
âThank you, Uncle Flitwick!â
Savannah stood up and thanked him softly.
The other martial artists spoke up one after another. âAs expected of Lady Savannahâs best friend. This piano music is probably at the grandmaster level. Itâs truly stunning!â âHis piano is at the grandmaster level!â
Savannah is very serious.
The entire place was silent.
Even Rowan was shocked.
Who was the person playing the piano in the pavilion?
piano grandmasters were kings!
Coincidentally, at this moment, Braydon placed his hands flat on the surface of the piano, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.
Everyone looked over.
âpiano grandmaster?â Braydon chuckled. âYouâre one too!â
âCompared to you, Iâm much too inferior!â
Savannah said humbly.
The conversation between the two of them made people realize that the person who played the piano earlier was a man.
Sammy Dudley stood silently in the distance, the corners of his mouth twitching. He knew that the person who had spoken was his commander!
He ran into the pavilion out of the blue. Was he flirting with girls?
Instead of doing proper work, he actually went to play the piano and was even flirting with a girl.
Sammyâs face darkened. He was not here to play today!
The people around the pavilion had yet to disperse.
A fat middle-aged man suddenly said, âPiano grandmasters are rare to begin with. I didnât expect to see two of you today. Did my nephew offend you?â
âWho is your nephew?â
Savannah stood up and gently pulled open the curtain, appearing in front of everyone.
She bowed slightly to show her respect to the elders.
However, no one present dared to be arrogant, and they all returned the courtesy as equals.
The reason was simple.
Savannah was a piano grandmaster. Her king level strength was not to be doubted.
She was twenty-three years old this year, the apple of the eye of the capitalâs Jackel family.
She was the little princess of the Jackel family, who was doted on by thousands of people.
Finally, this year, she was crowned king!
Becoming a king at the age of twenty-three was indeed impressive. She would definitely be a ninth-level king in the future. Would she be able to reach the pinnacle?
No one dared to guarantee it.
Because too many geniuses were not able to reach the pinnacle.
Even for Braydon, the capital did not want him to waste too much time at this bottleneck.
They planned to make use of the official rite ceremony on Mount Tanishâs to confer a title on Braydon, attracting the fate of the country, and breaking through to the pinnacle in one fell swoop.
The fat middle-aged man, Tate Youngblood, was from the Youngblood family of the provincial capital. Behind him was the capitalâs Youngblood family. Tate was from the capital and was a core figure of the powerful families.
Savannah should know who he was.
However, the two of them did not know each other.
Tate was furious. âMiss Jackel, this matter has nothing to do with you. My nephew was the one who was injured by someoneâs strength when he heard him playing the piano outside the pavilion!â
âHe was rude, and he insulted this personâs family. He deserved it!â
Savannah said quietly.
Anger appeared in Tateâs eyes as he shouted coldly, âIn that case, my nephew deserved this?
âRidiculous. The people of the Youngblood family are not so weak that anyone can bully them!
âOur family is second to none in Hansworth. So what if you are kings!
âOur family doesnât lack kings!â
Tateâs clear words were filled with confidence. Savannah frowned. âThis person is my best friend!â
This sentence showed where she stood!
Rowan frowned. âAlright, Savannah, Tate, you donât have to argue anymore. Young man in the pavilion, are you still not going to show your face now that things have come to this?â
âDonât be a coward. You have the guts to hurt people, but you donât have the guts to admit it?â
Tate wanted to provoke Braydon.
Braydon, who was in the pavilion, slowly stood up with a smile. He gently picked up the Northern King sword and put it back on. He did not care about the people outside at all.
There were some people who were unhappy. âA martial artist hiding behind a woman, acting like a king!â
âAre you afraid?â The others frowned.
If a king was such a coward, it would be much too disappointing!
Old Man Zito smiled and scratched his head as he whispered, âYoung Master, why donât I make a move and kill all of them? With the crime of illegally gathering martial artists, Iâll kill all of them on the spot!â
This old man was really ruthless!
Tate narrowed his eyes and shouted, âWhat a joke. Do you know how many big shots are here todayâ¦â Boom!
Old Man Zito smiled foolishly.
The honest-looking old man took a step forward, holding a three-foot-long iron sword. His killing intent was like a tide, and his sword intent was like
thunder.
Ninth-level king!