Brandan Hyde at this point no longer has the mood to confront him. Last night, there was heavy rain here, and the further into the mountains they went, the muddier the roads got. The traces left by those people ended completely here.
No wonder William Moore stayed here.
Brandan raised his head to look ahead; lush trees blocked the sunlight and his view, making it impossible to discern the direction as everything looked the same.
A bodyguard walked over: "Young Hyde, moving further ahead might be dangerous. We're already far from the mountain road entrance. Let's wait for the rescue team to arrive before proceeding."
"..."
Brandan pressed his lips together. His ink-dark eyes were cold, making it difficult to read his emotions.
After a moment, he turned around and called out to Lady Hyde.
"Mom."
Lady Hyde had been walking for a while and was already tired. At this moment, she was resting against a large tree. Hearing Brandan's voice, she opened her eyes to look at him.
