“What’s the hurry? I’m surprised to hear that you’re Julie’s son. It seems that we found the right person.” Aslan stopped Abell in time. If Abell had no other identity, Aslan would not care if he left. Now that Abell had revealed that he was Julie's son, Aslan had to stop him. “Get out of my way!” Abell shouted angrily, but Aslan caught him. No matter how hard Abell struggled, it was useless. “Don't forget that your bugs are in my hands. If you leave, I’ll crush your bugs to death. How will you save your mother if you can’t even protect yourself?” Seeing Abell’s obstinance, Aslan took out a small bottle. Abell scowled at the sight of the bottle. He wondered why his bugs had disappeared. He wanted to go back and search for them, but Aslan had captured them. “Okay, you win. I’m no match for you, okay?” Abell returned to the first elder’s side and glared at Aslan, hating these outsiders to the core now. If possible, he wished he could blow himself up and die with them.
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