Salute To The General

Chapter 1237 Do You Need My Help

In Brimmopolis, at the Westwood family residence.

Tristan sat on a chair with a sullen face as he had just received the news of his daughter and former disciple, Cooper getting into trouble in Channing. They had been arrested for severe judgement.

He could not even find out the current condition of his daughter and Cooper even via his connections.

The relevant department only told him that Yvonne and Cooper had committed a serious crime, so they were undergoing an investigation. He was not allowed to ask about the progress and the outcome of the case as these were classified pieces of information.

Tristan was utterly dumbstruck by the news.

He wondered who Nathan Cross was and just how powerful he had to be to make his daughter and Cooper face such a harsh consequence for going against him.

Despite his awareness that Nathan was no ordinary man, his resolution to take vengeance for his son did not waver.

He had spent his entire life paving the way for his son to return to the Westwood family and carry on the family lineage.

lost his son, he had nothing else to care or worry about. Revenge and resentment

made him realize that it would

sitting in his study in the dark for a while. Afterwards, he picked up his phone and dialed a number, whose owner he had not contacted

call was picked

firm voice of an old man came from the other side of the phone. "Mr. Westwood,

life at the sea before. So you said you owed me a favor. It's time for you to repay

and the most powerful pirate at the sea around Channing. He was widely known

firearms, as well as many bases on the islands on the high seas and in the territorial waters

countries and the cruise ship casinos on the

result, he was a nightmare to many businessmen who sailed across the

a mantra that said they would rather have to face a typhoon than run

navy had tried to eradicate Odysseus and his

cunning and hid in the territorial waters and islands of the nearby smaller countries. The navy could not

the nation, so he had never been caught. He lived a carefree life around the national

"Mr. Westwood, what do you need my