Zeke's expression was nothing but arrogant as he spoke. He was the Four Profound Heavenly General, and hardly saw Ambrose as a threat at all.

F*ck!

Ambrose cursed at the situation to himself, his expression darkening.

It had been so difficult to get out of the Hidden Hero Sect. There was no way he was going back.

At the thought, Ambrose gave Heather a gentle nudge. "Leave with the baby first, Heather. I'll hold him back." His voice was firm, not leaving any room for questioning.

He knew th