Ainsley sighed after touring the mansion for an hour. The people there acted polite and such, but she could still feel the tension coming from their body.
With such a thought, Finley was determined to see whether Ainsley was a regressor or not. Sadly, the girl didn't seem to know about the future, which means she wasn't a regressor.
She might not be brilliant, but she knew these people were strict and cold-blooded enough to the young miss. If she said that the young miss couldn't be left alone…
The younger generations that took over the Sloan Family couldn't even get the sacred guardians' recognition, leading their family to decline day by day due to other forces.
Air pressure was actually a non-common ability, but people usually used it only for suppressing someone because it took a long time or a lot of energy to injure someone.
Ainsley clasped her hands together in front of her chin, praying so that she would be lucky. When the girl closed her eyes, another faint golden light flashed from her glabella.
Ainsley was confident that she could find a talented person in no time. Her hard work all this time to hone her observation skill would finally take the limelight.
Actually, Alvaro already knew that the guards would take a safe stance and just let the visitors solve their problem on their own. If they started fighting, the patrol team would be the one eliminating these visitors.