Brian took a smiling step forward.

The older generation knew that saving face meant little compared to practical benefits.

Luke immediately spoke out, "Dad, you can't! Your injury..."

"I'm fine."

Brian cut him off. "Besides, as an elder, it's my job to set an example. Only then will everyone be willing to give their all!"

He turned to King and said, "Let's begin."

The crowd quickly stepped back, clearing the field.

Keira watched the scene.

If James and Luke could win this match, she wanted to conserve her strength, especially since they were still battling Fox.

Revealing too much too soon could lead to faster losses. Her identity as the senior sister of the Freeman Sect needed to stay concealed unless absolutely necessary.

She looked at Brian.

a hint of

why old Mr. Sims had entrusted the Special

person to lead an

both light and dark matters without being overly rigid.

as if she had learned something

at him. Brian bent down, but due to

stepped back a couple of paces,

Luke exclaimed, "Dad!"

waved his hand with a smile,

appearing relaxed, but Keira noticed cold sweat forming on his forehead. She couldn't help but walk over to Luke

Division over the years. He has hundreds of scars and seventy-eight serious injuries. He has

his chin proudly. For them, these scars were medals and proof of their

During a mission, he fell off a cliff and got caught by tree branches. Though he survived, the muscles on his lower back were severed and couldn't be repaired. Since then, Uncle

breath, feeling renewed

Every scar on my father's body represents his dedication, and yet your grandfather

attention back to

Keira tensed her jaw.

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