The Strongest Warrior’s Revenge
Chapter 132
Chapter 132
In the living room of the most central villa of the Valor Alliance, an old man with white hair and a white beard was sitting on a luxurious sofa.
The living room was filled with modern technology decorations. He held a goblet in and swirled the dark red liquid inside.
Compared to his pure white robe, it looked so out of place!
Gavin would definitely remember the Valor Alliance if he was present. He still remembered the second eldest son of the Holman family who joined the Valor Alliance.
He had brought many fellow disciples with him, but they were all killed by Gavin and the members of Frostpeak Dark Warriors Team D.
The person who had just spoken was this old man. Not far from him stood a young disciple respectfully with his head lowered.
He immediately said when he heard the old man’s voice, “Yes, they haven’t returned yet.”
Hearing this, a hint of curiosity appeared in the eyes of the Master of the alliance. He then said indifferently, “What took them so long? There’s no news at all?”
Then, he gave the disciple a direct order.
“Find a disciple who acts quickly to make a trip to Brookspring and see what happened there.”
“Yes, Master!”
After receiving the order, the disciple turned around and left the central villa.
This old man, who looked like a sage, took a sip of the wine in his cup shakily.
From his satisfied expression, it seemed that he had no idea that all his disciples had died at Brookspring!
On the other side, in the Mason family in Greenwald, the sound of whips. continuously sounded.
“Pop!”
“Pop!”
“Pop!”
back hall of the Mason family, the eldest son of the Mason family, Kieren, was kneeling in the middle, shirtless.
There were tears of grief on his face.
Behind him, the head of the Mason family, his father, Tristan Mason, also had tears of grief in his eyes.
He held a thorny branch in his hand and whipped Kieren’s back ruthlessly.
in a hoarse voice, “You bastard, without telling me, you actually let your brother go to Brookspring with two
Tristan lashed out, he let
in front of them, which belonged to Warren, was already shattered!
was in really deep pain!
to Commander Latrell’s order, but his five sons agreed
ten years later, his family would
sons had already died
in his heart could
“Father!”
roar. His
matter if this person is Gavin or if someone is pretending to be him, he has already killed four of my younger brothers, your four sons! Are we just going to
me to do?!” Tristan
that had
Even Kieren was trembling from the pressure and could
teeth and said loudly, “Father, you are a powerhouse of supreme rank. You still have a few brothers of the same supreme rank! I beg you, Father, to ask your sworn brothers to come
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about the
“Woo-!”
“Bang!”
Kieren hard
Kieren instantly spat out blood and
ground and clutched his
at his son angrily and roared, “If you had listened to me back then, your four
this, Tristan
Kieren was left sitting on the ground, panting
to kill his only remaining son by seriously injuring him.
form of protection for him!
worried that his son would rush to Brookspring alone because of hatred. At that time, he would die
reason.
injured by him, he had no chance to go to Brookspring
left to Tristan
did not plan to attack the Clifford family, but things had
make a move, his son could not die in vain,
to his room, he gritted his teeth and took out a
other patterns engraved on it
gold-colored thorn flower,
gently touched the communicator. A hint
in his eyes.
pressed the button on
light though having been sealed
Tristan spoke into the communicator in a tired
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