Chapter 6623
On the side, Perthacus looked at Truett with tears streaming down his face. "Truett, you're really not dead.” "Mr. Wulte.” Truett pointed at Perthacus, then burst into laughter. "You old guy, I thought you didn't fight me last time and got killed by Hetsema. I didn't expect you're still alive."
With that, he rushed towards Perthacus and embraced him, the old and the young hugging as if they were long-lost friends after countless ages.
"It's good that you're alive," Perthacus sniffed. "Darn it, how did sand get into my eyes?"
Truett laughed. "Just cry if you want to. No one's laughing at you." "Mr. Wulte." James smiled. "You can remove those three tomb plates."
Perthacus released Truett and turned to James. "Alright, I’ll smash them when we get back." "Truett." Lucille stepped forward with a smile. "You're married and have a wife now. Are you still daring to hug me?"

Truett was stunned and looked at Xitlaly.
"I’ll hug you just the same, sister.” Xitlaly smiled and hugged Lucille before pulling her aside and engaging in some whispered conversation.
Truett scratched his head awkwardly. Seeing this, Lady Herodias and Yegor exchanged smiles.
James pulled Truett aside. "Come on, say a few words as the person involved. The brothers are clamoring to avenge you."
Truett bowed to the brothers one by one, his face showing gratitude."
Brotherhood is not to be spoken of much. Let’s see it when we drink.
However, there is a wrong to be righted, and debts to be paid. We can't make mistakes in seeking revenge."
Then, he looked at Lamuel, Xantoni, and Tace. "As for those three, they're truly the ones bearing the brunt of the blame, but they're also victims."
Truett recounted the bloody battle to everyone's attention. After hearing it, everyone understood, and indignation filled their hearts.
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