The Pinnacle Of Life

Soon, Waltz and Azure arrived.

After hearing what had happened, Waltz was so angry she was close to just running to the Colemans and killing them all.

At 8 pm on the dot, Nathan arrived.

At 8.08 pm, Michelle arrived with the Patriarch of the Yowell family, Keith.

Keith Yowell was old, a lot older than Nathan, not to mention that he only had about three to five years left to enjoy his life. However, he had practiced the traditional martial arts of the Yowell family, the Slunce Jauda, all his life, and his cultivation level was still acceptable. Hence he could still be of help.

Alex decided not to waste any of his resources.

At 8.15 pm, Carey hurried over. “I’ve found where Tristan is. He’s in a private club called Red Mill.”

“Let’s go!” Alex raised his hand and said.

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luxurious it was, it was way posher than City Salon and Belle Blossom. Those who entered and exited the premises were the

family, one of

and Genbu had come to California to seek treatment

man was talking to Tristan. The person

this. Then, I can say 100% for sure that it must be that asshole, Alex Rockefeller. There’s no one else who would come

in agreement. “You say that with such certainty? Looking at you, it seems even you have suffered

Hatred, Sven spat, “Young Master Tristan, you might not know this, but I was even worse off than you before! You’re forced to eat mud, and now you have mud that’s imported from Switzerland that’s actually nutritious. But for me at that time, I had to

immediately

that the Missouri Colemans had their eye on Sven at that time and needed to keep that favor on him. If such an embarrassing matter

comrades in arms who had the same bitter experience, and their bond was more profound

words, some

he wasn’t the only one suffering in such misery. There was someone out there