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 admiration arose

her initial misgivings about him, she began to understand why old Mr. Sims had entrusted the

a person to lead an organization like the

navigate both light and dark matters without being overly rigid. Sometimes,

felt as if she had

toward King, who threw a punch directly at him. Brian bent down, but due to his protruding belly and lumbar strain, his movement was slightly slowed, and King landed a hit on

couple of

Luke exclaimed, "Dad!"

waved his hand with a

noticed cold sweat forming on his forehead. She couldn't help but walk over to

years. He has

proudly. For them, these scars were medals

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 Dawson has

breath, feeling renewed

scoffed, "That's enough. Every scar on my father's body represents his dedication,

turned his attention

Keira tensed her jaw.

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