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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high end- private-club in a district of California. When it came to how luxurious it was, it was way posher than City Salon

family, one of

come to California to seek treatment from an Immortal Doctor.

Tristan. The person was the eldest son of California’s Colemans, Sven

can say 100% for sure that it must be that asshole, Alex Rockefeller. There’s no

at you, it seems even you have suffered

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 eat shit… Blargh! When I think about it,

was immediately

needed to keep that favor on him. If such an embarrassing matter were to have leaked out, and based on how prideful the Missouri Colemans were, they’d definitely not want him anymore. And

in arms who had the same bitter experience, and their bond was more profound than others. That was the reason he didn’t hesitate to say

Sven’s words, some sense

in such misery. There was someone