Chapter 532: Alliance

The courtyard behind the Snow Sect's main hall lay quiet. Pamela sat on a stone stool, gazing at the distant peaks drowned in rolling cloud and mist. A faint worry lingered in her eyes. Ever since she had followed Dante Easton into the Ancient Martial Arts World, she had barely seen her son. Yet she knew, with unsettling clarity, much of what he had been doing. Footsteps crunched behind her. Pamela turned. The moment she saw Dante, tears surged up as if they had been waiting for permission. "Dante…" She...