The fact that the Divine Dragon Tripod was in his possession was something Julius Reed did not want to publicize.
What if... it was fake?
How embarrassing that would be.
"Where did you get this thing from?" He reached out to grab it, tucking the Divine Dragon Tripod into his embrace.
It was still warm, perfect for warming himself up.
The chances were high that this cauldron was genuine.
But why would something even he had forgotten be in the hands of the old man before him?
"I am Graham Will. I imagine Ishmael Will has already mentioned things regarding Graham Will." The old man stood up, gently rolling up his sleeve.
There was a mark on it.
"Bead Pulse?" Julius Reed slightly furrowed his brows.
He had seen the mark of the Bead Pulse before.
This was not the mark of the Micah Will that was on Ishmael Will.
"Are you from the Bead Pulse?" Julius Reed stared at the old man before him, instantly connecting him with Isabella Warm.
Bead Pulse.
Warm.
